Raise your voice
For the Elder Gods
Embrace them,
Within your heart.

Bow before those
Who've transcended through ages.

Who will you kneel to
When the time has come
Will it be The Horned One
Or the nine winged Angelcrusher

You will be kneeling
Before the Old ones
Thirsting for ages uncounted
Now they have resurfaced
It is time to kneel

It's time to open your chest
And burst your heart out
Take the blade
Open your wrist with it
Spill the blood on the altar

In the shadows, whispers and echoes,
Darkened hymns, they enthrall,
In the abyss, secrets, chaos,
Veiled truths, they befall.

Take the blade,
Drive it through your chest,
Chanting, roaring, echoing.
Praise the dawn of new order.

The time has come
Worship the new age
As ancient forces ascend.

The dawn has broken,
Abandon your sacred scrolls,
For they are futile.

Truths laid bare,
And we thirst for the impending chaos,
I sense it in your gaze,
Aching for untruths to consume,
Yearning for a leader in the apocalypse,
Elect me as your harbinger.

Your gods have been banished
Mankind reached it's limits

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