High upon that blasted, fortified plateau within their sanctuary of salt and sorrow
Morbid throngs march to the call of umbral gods outside comprehension
Dark crusade, from deathless realm they came to amalgamate dimensions
certa enim gloria. numquam non parata. Deus noster pro nobis Limo vincit omnia
Tainted youth, catechized legions of untruth do they not yet comprehend?
Now ensnared by the web of their deceit acquiescent, servile, weak
This ritual of loathsome conjuration akashic machinations from shadow priests who utter the gathas of Mollusca that poisons our existence between purity and putrescence they draw power
The bloodshed of the ancestors Forsaken dead Sacrificed so the worlds might mend all filaments have opened the shadows bleed infinity spewing forth from the gaping breach
We shall dredge the depths of their pestiferous swamp and the last bastion of light shall fall into ruin
Once besieged, the walls shall liquify beneath the force of Rhaexorog's harrowing screams
Twin blasphemies; Kak and Ick shall come together to rouse their father from the netherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
