Cold Heart Filled With Hate

Look into the eyes of the dead one
Sit across from the devil and never even know it
Horns not of the head but of the mouth
Yet the fangs and claws could never disappear so quick
From the blackness I came, and you think that goes away?
I grabbed all who stood against me and devoured
And you sit and wonder how I come off as cold
What would you rather have,
The heat of rage baring down on you like hell flipped upside down
Or the cold that can look you dead in the eyes and steal your soul?
Sever your tongue if you think that you can speak against me
Lie after lie now you lay down in a grave covered in lye
Burn for me and tell me that the freedom I've found has come so easy
Without pain or blood or regret or responsibility
I arose from ashes of a burning childhood to find my relief
I took hold of the horns of Satan and made them my own
I became the conqueror that bares witness to the fact that war is hell
And I am the god of war that descends on you with a thousand nations of the damned
Call up your best men at arms and let them look upon their future
Swords clashing in the heavenly realms tell the story that I have come for blood
My have the tides turned now that they run red
Break the seal and the cycle and release the dead to consume the living
Let me lead them as their general in disarray and demise
I have filled this heart with hate to make it a stone
In order that I will never go back to being that child
That had it ripped out and stepped on
Told I was nothing and spit on and made to believe
That my ship had sailed and I was left alone
And raised alone I took up the cauldron of war
Becoming a child of the dark and a student of its deeds
I believed that I was a monster so the monster is what I have become
You spoil the undeserving and the sons of kings are left to starve
Well I won't have that not as long as I have breath in these lungs
I will not have my soul returned to ruin after it took me years to climb out of that grave
Now I hold the keys of power and I bring the pain
So tell me again why people don't like me and fancy me cold and removed
Tell me again the excuse they use for looking once and assuming they know
Have they been at the gates of hell and brought back to life to have it all melt away?
How can they judge the one who has faced judgement and fought it back to win
To roll the stone away and come out of the grave in a power that came from above
How the fuck do they think they know me and tell me why it matters
I will shit on the graves of all mankind if only just to make me feel better
I live for me now and no one else will take it
I've had the life smashed out of me before and no one will ever get to take it again
I have filled this heart with cold hard death and its no wonder my face is harsh
Let me spew my filth into the ears of them who have them to hear
Breaking the hearts of generations to come with my story
Don't ever tell me what they think of me because they'll only turn up dead
And by my hand or by my curse it doesn't matter because I'll send them all straight to hell