Kruelty - The Kult lyrics

My loyal disciples
From this moment onward
We stand as soldiers of the bloodbath machinery
Our sacred sanctum of torment and despair
We are the chose few
Bound by our never-ending thirst for Kruelty
Each sacrifice, each drop of blood
Fuels the gears that drive our power
The power to spread fear and dread among the faint-hearted
Whispers of our cult shall echo through eternity
Striking fear into the bravest among mankind
Remain hungry, my disciples
For we are the Kult of the Kruel, rulers of darkness
Lords of the bloodbath machinery