Emperors, Crowned

Fuelled by powders and corrosives

Armed with lasers and explosives

Hurtling through the cosmos and the outer reaches

Killing every living creature

Nothing left but pain and torment

Everything we’ve ever wanted

Taken with aggressive force and violence

Trading bombs and bullets for total silence

Astral raiders without limit

If we want it then we take it

Nuclear deployment

Through the centre of your planet

A ritual of genocide

I damn your soul, I damn your pride

Face the crushing black magic tide

Forget about safety or a place to hide

We’re coming, get ready

Hold the fort, hold steady

Over the top, over the line

Preparing to take what is mine

We’re coming, get ready

Hold the fort, hold steady

Over the top, over the line

Getting ready to take what is mine

Bleak masters, kings of the night

Weaponised, unlimited spite

Eugh

Crowned emperors bathed in starlight

Phasing back in and it all seems clear

Pissing on your planet from the atmosphere

Spitting curses from the airlock

Anti-cosmic black metal warlocks

Storm clouds gather overhead, nothing like you’ve ever seen

Crippling the cosmos at the helm of the black metal war machine

Showerfall of incandescence, bathing in it’s phosphorescence

Erasing all that will be and all that will ever be

EUGH

As a shambling wreck, a speck, with your skin hanging off like a rotten curtain

I’m sure you won’t get far as we implode your star, of this I’m certain

Whimpering like an infant, is a galaxy enslaved

Turning your reality into one monumental grave

Hands up against the wall

I’ll kill myself and I’ll kill you all