Abyss of Perdition - Arrogant Demonstorm (intro) - Winged Assailant Conquest

Many in number
and ruthless in tactics
Mercy's chains were broken
millennia ago
Horned butchers
preparing their cuts
Immediate danger
drawn from sigils
Impure legion
will not be tamed
The brazen
manifest
Banishment
impossible
Do not
call up
what will
put you down

Ceaselessly lacerated by the feral horde
Unspeakable names carved into still-bleeding hearts
A loathsome storm of winged assailants
Gnashing with a cyclone of fangs
Cruelest conquest of the un-spared mangled
Spoils of the hunt prepared in mass grave
Gashes of talons sever salvation
A thousand instantaneous cuts

Drawn and quartered in sheer audacity
Mutilated beyond human recognition
Arrogant actions of contemptuous devilry
Imperious fiends act upon demoniac instinct
Join the mound of the exsanguinated
Bled out and ripped From limb to limb
A force only empowered
By the taste of crimson
Revitalized through gore consumption

A brigade
A legion
Summoned from damned text
This violence
Awakened
Slicing heads and chest
A slaughter
A bloodbath
Cruelest persecution
Now Hell's
Royalty
Orders execution
Underworld Insurgent
Breaking through
Unholy void
Horde of unnumbered
Brandish teeth and horns
Villainous
Victory
Militant massacre
Existing
Beyond laws
Ungovernable

Incisions
Infinite
Carnage continual
The mauling
Battalion
Insatiable
The search must
Recommence
Howling in bloodlust
Targeting
The purest
Torment is never enough

With unabating sadistic desires
These repulsive beings wander yet again
In unending quest to feast on flesh
Predators yearning as wolves for lambs
A quieting prayer offers no protection
As the winged descend yet again
A final cry from the huddling victims
Falls silent from possessive claw