might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales Of frozen mystery
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the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales Of frozen mystery
burial this night Nitocrys weaves the spell Down the vault's misty light The lurking Sphinx dwells Agony and nightmare To Yog sothoth they noan Nightfalls, morbid
The Crypts of Rays... Alluring children for his masses Robbing and buying young souls Sacrifice to morbid demons Satisfy his repulsive sexual lust Gilles De Ray's
- Thirst for disgrace Watch his break - The emperor's killed Light of the day - Shadows from beyond Scaffold of steel - The throne has gone Dethroned emperor
Obscurity hides the plateau Stars darkened at their place Nanna's glowing above Illuminates the silent scenery Seven they are-Yeziti's Call Aeon of
community - Procreation of the gods and lords Evidence of infinity Procreation of the wicked Twist of the known Procreation of the wicked Cain and Abel's
morbid dreams No tomorrow when the wind caress my mind Could I ever return, it would be my doom Obsessed by the nightmare's sound Drifting back into
is my dream Man shall follow my command Sorcery shall conquer my fear Astral magic and runic wand I feel that wisdom's near Across the mountain's ice
lying on the floor Don't ask for another messiah No martyr will save the stupid (again) Is truth what you believe? A prophet's tears will dry... What