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I walk through the cemetery fog

For a ritual, millennia in the making

Tonight I take my place amongst the gods

Well aware of the sins of nature I'm creating

Offrynna - keniver onan

Gorhana - keniver onan

*Mäggaroth verse*

Wind cuts through the tower walls,

Candle’s dead, and the silence crawls.

Smoke in my lungs, blood in my mouth,

I don’t know what I’m summoning now.

Blackest magicks, crawling skin,

Everything I lost still drags me in.

Offrynna - keniver onan

Gorhana - keniver onan

Blackest Magicks surround where I stand

The dead are marching at my command

A putrid army devoid of soul

The rotten masses answered my call

A writhing bastardisation of the laws of life

I only wanted one - the end of times have begun

*screams of the blackn'd horde*