Aborted Stygian Foetus

Killing me, kill, murder
Killing you, kill, slaughter
Killing us, kill, martyr
Killing them, kill, slayer
Bury me, bury, murder
Bury me, bury, slaughter

We are an aborted species
A desolate child on a planet made of blood
And ashamed of none
A still-born corpse, hunters of the gods

Killers we were
Killers we are
We are disciples of hell
Before the Stygian foetus