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When the last days

where upon me

ugly forms of existence

began to drive me mad

like small drops of venom

absorded from my tongue

incubating evil

in the depths of my heart

The only i recall is

my last moments

the pale sick moon

over the graves

casting long

horrible shadows

and the vast legion

of collosal bats

Huge spectral eyes in the sky

Odours of mould

Torn and mangled

by the claws and teeth

of your eternal end

Ancient spirits of evil

transform my decayed corpse

into Mummra the everliving

Praising at the stagnating altar

casting evil spells

summoning the black Gods