I am a true son of the darkness
and I alone walk this twisted landscape, stalking the pit
enchanted by the bloody terrain of which I travel

My pagan roots outstretch the land of this earthly whore
and I myself am a sky of unfathomed northern force
my truth impacts this world like a shower of fallen stars
blazing with the fury of the death squads

Lightning strikes my flesh
in a luminecent orb of sombrous godlessness
a dirty sky is drifting far above, the Stygian tombs of untimely rest

Storm clouds now gathering strong
fathering acherontic streams of pale moonlight
to the ancestral pains of a kingdom
adorned with blood and guts of slain mortal scum

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