Unholy Hordes Of Rot (Dementor)

The foul stench empowers you as centuries of hatred wash over your soul What was once pure and hopeful has been murdered in a blinding fury Simple mortal you cannot fathom the gift that you are to receive::. To murder without feeling, to hate each abomination equally. The smell of burning blood engulfs your senses At last the weak shall be vanquished once and for all!!! To cleanse this world of all disease, beginning with it's cancer Total annihilation of earth and man is Belial's final answer::. Gouge & Tear at the flesh that boasts of 'vanity' Following an ancient belief once known as Christianity Soldiers of a higher cause, you have been chosen by Belial To cleanse this foul world of the vermin known as man Destroy without prejudice care not the color of skin Damned to always repeat themselves condemned eternally by sin