Attera Totus Sanctus

This is the story of the Antichrist's son, born from the union of two. Not from a virgin alone as for god, the son of perdition he will be born in sin. Like the great serpent in the wayside he sits, Waiting to wound those who justice's path walks. Th

The angel horde appears, In the horizon cloaked with shining white. In thousands they came for the war, That would become the final battle and greatest of them all. The trumpets of God they are blown, And the angels are pulling their swords. What god

Voices, they are calling my name. They never stop and it drives me insane. Even in sleep they torment my soul, my inner demons take all control. Slowly it's transforming me into a beast, nails turn to claw and I got white fangs as teeth. The hundreds