The Crucifier

Centvrion


Blood to bedew will flow for the bowels of roman rebirth sacred transfixion the enemy darkened the empire and on they cross they'll find the furifying death deluged with their bastard blood
I'll not make them draw breath hanged through flames their prayers can't dispute the
Caesar's magniloquence
Crucifier starves for the killing time
Death rides heel for leather
Crucifier spews the noble revenge
Death rides hell for leather
Hot nails will tear the flesh of oblivion awful magma blessed the hammers beating