Sentiment of Chaos

Sentiment of Chaos - Urgehal

Sentiment of utter darkness

Embrace my grande soul

Old is the motion

Used to move me

Such evil manner

But through ten years

I carried no variance

But valid unholy hate

As a bastard vagabond of hell

I marched these fields of filth

Through fog scattered forest's

And sadistic undergrounds

Still wearing the same old hate

Towards exactly you

Salve father of darkness

Facing you

Through the eyes of my prey

Sensing you

Through the stench of my prey

Wearing the mark of hate

I am the filth stains

On the medals of honour

Beast on the back

Of the lamb

Woman and a three children

Burned spontanious till death

Master of tragedies your chaos is impotent

Increase the harm

And let us see through the real eyes of hell

Lead us through raining fire

Destruction war and pain

End my graveyard shift

On this doomed f**ked earth

Destruction

War