5 acessos
Arise thy Ancient One, Oh Nightmare from forgotten times!
Bring the age of blasphemies made flesh.
Through the gates of night we invoke the final darkness,
over a dying world.
The Reign of Plagues has begun.
Corrupting the land, all life.
Desecrate the pure.
Devoured, decayed, destroyed.
Rip this world apart.
Ruins built on the lies now crumble into despair.
The Ancient Powers forgotten and ravenous,
Vomit forth untold pain, and on it set their thrones.
All life dies. Purified through hell.
All life dies. Purified through hell.
Decayed swollen voices, wailing, screaming-
Praise the Lord of Death!
Now rise! Set now thy kingdom!
As ruins, let what has become.
Let sickness be thy legacy.
Ruined. Fetid. Purified.
Reborn from the bloated womb of a desecrated world.
A doctrine of fevered madness. A world set ablaze.
Bursting from a cryptic age, there never was a divine.
Only the sleepless. Only dreamless dark.