Ifrit (Crown of Hellfire)

[Verse] There’s a blaze ripping through the smoldering wreckage, A horned tyrant’s grin I dragged from the abyss Blistered scars carved deep in your crumbling soul, Burning the shattered vow you left in ruins. Hidden from your blind, crawling congregation, I liquefied your spirit, scorched your heart to dust. I hunted the truth through infernal embers, Dripping from the festering gashes of your deceit. Shattered the ghost of faith you twisted and strangled Turned your “holy ground” into a furnace grave. [Chorus] Now! What cracks first your rotting flesh or my fire? Crown of Hellfire! Now! Who falls first the ruler or the cursed? Crown of Hellfire! [Verse] This mound of ashes once pretended to be a soul I sift through the rancid scraps you left behind. These twitching, charred fragments of memory… Get lost, you writhing echoes. Crawl not again down the path you poisoned with lies. You forged the proof of your venomous treachery your design. My flames, my wrath reborn as tools of judgment. Mercy? I incinerated that illusion long ago. [Chorus] Now! What cracks first—your rotting flesh or my fire? Crown of Hellfire! Now! Who falls first—the ruler or the cursed? Crown of Hell… Fire! [Verse] A warped tribute cast into my furnace of hatred Your arrogance forged your inevitable doom. I traced the ember that snapped my restraint, Disgusted by the wreckage you dared to call truth. Kindness? That lie screamed as it burned beside you I’ll crown my throne with your bones in eternal flame. [Chorus] Now! What cracks first your rotting flesh or my fire? Crown of Hellfire! Now! Who falls first the ruler or the cursed? Crown of Hellfire! BURN ON MY CROWN OF HELLFIRE!