I am all pain, overcome by lack of faith 
Welcomed by none, yet feared by all 
I am the over come, forced fear of a necessary evil 
I am the over done, the embodiment of pain 
You names engraved, on the arms of a man in chains 
Bound by hate, set free in vain 
I will preach the words of a once forsaken land 
I will denounce and set a flame to a world enslaved 
I called on the riders of the hell 
To rise beyond your grave 
I call on the hearts of the damned 
To destroy this world in vain 
I am the preacher of pure hate 
I am the embodiment of a dismal pain 
I am the preacher of pure hate 
I am the embodiment of pure dismal pain 
Pure pain