Wyrmsele Lyrics

Descended into hell, the hall of the serpents

Burning in terror, in the abysmal shadow

Hostile to your god, replete by torment

Eternally at hell's gates

Where worms dwell, unparalleled hate

Bound by the chains of torture

Abject and wretched

Alone on the road of exile

Hear the cries from the fires of the abyss

Behold, the lamentations of men

Wyrmsele, Wyrmsele

Grown to love the feeling of torment

The Great Emptiness

the scars of my soul

All I feel is darkness

Becoming nothingness

The creator is I

Conceived by the flames

Descended into hell, the hall of the serpents

Burning in terror, in the abysmal shadow

Where worms dwell, unparalleled hate

Bound by the chains of torture

Abject and wretched

Alone on the road of exile

Hear the cries from the fires of the abyss

Behold, the lamentations of men

Wyrmsele, Wyrmsele

Grown to love the feeling of torment

The Great Emptiness

All I feel is darkness

Becoming nothingness

The creator is I,

Conceived by the flames