Not dead enough Unwelcomed offspring A horde of misanthropes Onward into battle Our legions marching forth Detestable, vile creatures Gather the stillborn ones To strive upon their ashes Thy kingdom gone Sons of the blackest light From the grave we shall sise Desecrate the altars Of their lord of lies No word was heard from heavens As we hanged their leaders high To feast upon their flesh and bone A circleís draw with blood The ritual has began Take our sacrifice Sworn to the black Where nothingness is born Spiral into madness Fundamental void Our fevered servants They walk the barren earth We are not dead enough This is the aftermath Lands barren, wasted, gone The filth of desolation Upon your saviorís rotting corpse Angels turn to suicide A painless way to exit An eternity of blight Sworn to the black Where nothingness is born Spiral into madness Fundamental void Our fevered servants They walk the barren earth We are not dead enough The cataclysm It was prophesized The ancient scriptures Foresaw the darkest night Where chaos reigns Eternally Death is but a small step In the ways of heresy Abandoned by light Rejected from this mortal life You canít kill what was never alive You can't kill what was never alive