Cleaver of Souls

Disciple of madness, defiler of flesh 
  Bringer of torment, seeker of death 
  Spawn of the dark one, the cleaver of souls 
  Ripped from existance, now your blood goes cold 

  Bloodshed turbs the wheels of my desires 
  I am the darkness, i am the storm 
  Unleash unending slaughter and destruction 
  I am the darkness, i am the storm 

  This mind of unspeakable horror 
  These hands of unstopable pain 
  My breath gives life to your destruction 
  Revel in the salt of your remains