Ars Macabra - Disciples Of Torment lyrics

I've been taught, I've seen the plague Mastering prophecy and fulfilling destiny Ascending to unknown fields of eternal cursed suffering We are indeed the few armed with The source of sin Blessed by cold and wind Can you all ever comprehend The teaching from a dark land? Those cursed words infested us from within Lies and thorns....we spread as seeds! Indomitable blasphemers from shattered graves Ancestors of a fallen crusade As ghosts through the world, contradiction of life Virtue of torment grown from pain and demise I hear the wizard call as the storm brings the words upon bewildered Ma**es from the pestilential coil Will you ever understand The power of blood flowing through my hands? Holy words shall declare your defeat Lies and thorns to spread as seeds! Preachers...ever waiting for the grace Yet the wind is announcing our swearing names The irresistible fascination of pain Drawn towards insanity lands once again Teaching revealed to blackened souls We lay the oath for those who are bounded in thorns Far away, from a non-existing fate We summon the gods of ignorance and hate