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The sun burns my tomb

Dead are the worms that dwells there

I can't feel the pain

And the hate that crushes me

So static in eternal silence

I dream in torment 'til the burning sun dies.

The winds blow freezing and stronger

In conspirancy with mistery

My crypt sweats with the cold fog

The sound of the rift open its way

Through the frozen marble

I finally came alive

Walking in the dimness of night

My servants, rotten corpses follow me.

Now the prison is destroyed

The wolf has been released

The chaos of evil rises again

Noctis consurgens

I hear the silence

Tearing the nocturnal veil

Crushing human bones,

The rests of my enemies.

Ancient trees sign the mist

Behind the dense veil of night

Nocturnal creatures guide me to my throne,

Made by laments of pain

Hungry ravens devour itselves

For the waiting the dead flesh

Fall before the meadow-cave.