---

Hermetic disease spreading each tentacle

From antiquity to the darkest days of man

Sin for the aftermath as benediction of the extravagance

Tormented by the light of your God

Eternally contaminated by miasma

Deign the virtue of suffering

Through the shades of our Father

Withered bodies float in mud

The scourge of gods will fall apart

Sanctum Regnum

Khil

I summon thee from the inferior world

Show your power and devour the soil below

Rise from the ashes of the fallen

Echoes shall tremble the earth

And through the night of the self born

We shall be born again

Thou shall kneel

And thou shall suffer

From the darkest light

Of our loyal wrath

And when all are gathered

To Armageddon we march

And now all are gathered

And everything is done

Across the seas of emptiness

The cosmic serpent stands

Ite in pace ad loca vestra et pax sit inter vos redituri ad mecum vos onvicauern,

In nomine Patris et Filis et Spiritus Sancti

Amen