Whitechapel - Daemon (The Procreated)

As the light is extinguished Grounds rumble with an endless rising fiend With eternal suffering now infesting A rising abyss shadows what was once alive Hell has ascended to the earth by mortal hands Daemon, hear my beckoning Daemon, rise and devour thy cosmos Daemon, I call thy name Daemon, Daemon, Daemon Bring forth your fury upon this wretched world Make them exalt you and build your horde Cast down all who oppose you With his thousand eyes watching his eternal reign He sounds the songs of the end to foretell his deed This is my prophecy And the populace will rise and fall It won't be rectified Rue the day that you hear his name This is the end of all life This is the end of the world