Rising
Aristotelis Vasilios Mihalopulo, Otep Shamaya, Urlich Wil
Behind these eyes
Beneath this crown of fire
Hides a mind
Etched in violence
Stained & rotten
Breast fed from devils
And now
I eat my own kind
Tonight
The sermons I write
Will save my life
And yours
Your defeat will come in a warm, thick scream
And I will show you the fate of the world in a fist full of blood
Rising like a hydra
Rising like a hydra
Rising like a hydra from the abyss!
Rising like a hydra from the abyss!
Rising like a hydra from the abyss!
Rising like a hydra from the abyss!
Rising like a hydra from the abyss!
Rising like a hydra from the abyss!
Rising like a hydra from the abyss!
Rising like a hydra from the abyss