Bog Wraith

Heir Lyrics

You'll quake in fear of my very name

Ripping everything you hold dear

Dragging you from the throne you never deserved

A prophecy misread by the eyes of fools

Blinded by the hell fires thought to be controlled

To reclaim my kingdom

The true heir of the monstrous hordes

Here to hunt our false second coming

Lurking in the shadows skinning them for all they know

Feasting upon those who serve you

To find my true prey

My blades all thirst for your blood

Each piece of you claimed by my possessions

The struggle makes it better

Tasting the terror in the blood on my sword

Sliding the edge across your throat

Digging into your side