Ultra (Pandemoniac)

What madness stirs in the depths of the dark?
 Ever so near...
 Like forlorn beasts of prey stalking their captor
 Unholy revenants
 Manifestation of the curse that gnaws
 Like shards in the folds of flesh
 Sanctity begotten in damnations womb
 Abominations in the presence of whom
 The fertile seeds of iniquity deep in the heart
 Begin to germinate and take form
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 Eyes for teeth and teeth for eyes
 Teeth that see and eyes that bite
 Through the gates of the night
 Wild and free
 The Power
 Pandemoniac
 Their trail is marked by a residue of nameless rage
 And the severed hands of the thieves that sway
 In winds that howl forevermore through the abyss
 And rise at will
 Up from the Netherworld