Master of the Pit

Pray you never kneel

To the Master of the Pit

Violently stirring their brew of corruption

Lords of the dark summon certain destruction

Pray you never kneel

To the one who calls you slave

With the hearts and tongues of the Gods

in the hands

The Legions of Hell below forth their commands

Bow down and kneel

To the Master of the Pit

Through the powers of Chaos are those you abide

You raise your sword to cast him aside

You know there's no escape

When you see your world in flames

As the hellrains pound the darkening land

Man and sword begin their last stand

You know you'll never kneel

To the Master of the Pit

Feverish prayers of life everafter

As your doom driven blade

drinks the soul of the Master