The Equinox of Unburied Ones
As we felt the obscure, occult and deadly plague
landscapes of mangles, horrid corpse's gore
across the pestilence we join with dying victims
abominant and sorrowful
arise the eclipsed winter sun
To die in sickness to reborn in severeed flesh
we seek the silent dawn with malevolent force
conjuration under midwinter nightof power
through the dismal paths veiled from below
Horrid visions of Malkuth!
wake into the necrosphere
we were conjured and gathered
by the equinox of the gods
Thou whispers in the peak of doom's mountain
Thy absurdus legion the threshold to damnation...
Bestow your shadows upon superior ritual
suffering seraph of mighty wisdom in silence
the ancient call bewitch the ecplised winter sun
embrace the equinox of unburied ones... the ancient ones...