Primordial - DEMATERIALIZE, Ryan Wilmot

I just want to feel your heart between my hands

Feeling your life slip slowly, you’re out of breath

I am the purest form of evil

Taking the intangible, making the unchangeable

Just so fucking sick of always being pushed aside

Jailed in isolation, now is my time

I am the betrayer of the blackened world

Here with a taste of the voice of hatred

Vengeance is coming sooner than you think

I swear by hands I’ll tear you limb from limb

I never want to see your face in my city again

You thought you had me held captive in a cell

I am the reaper sending you straight to hell

I’ve been here since the start looking for your kind

No escaping my grasp take your last breath

I’ve seen the unseen and heard the unheard

Now it’s time for you to walk in a dead mans shoes

Feel the hatred of ten thousand years

Now that you know what it feels like

Stare into the eyes of the betrayer

Blood, hate, and torment will flood your mind

Who shall be next to my blades?

All your means to your ends will only profit me in the end

This world is mine for the taking

I will make sure death ensues

Death takes no one prisoner

Cut by my glaives you meet your end

The end

And time is up

Watch my reign become full circle

You are not prepared

The storms make their approach

You are not prepared

Can you see the power of the demons within