(A circle drawn… The silence fractures… The void watches…)
Torches burn in the endless night
Casting shapes in twisted light
The sigils carved, the chants arise
A solemn prayer to vacant eyes
Through the gate, beyond the veil
Where silence drowns and flesh turns pale
Summon forth the void-made kings
Hollow gods with hollow dreams
Bound in rites of the formless past
Echoes whisper, shadows cast
Through broken tombs, through ashen halls
The hollow gods heed the call
Through the gate, beyond the veil
Where silence drowns and flesh turns pale
Summon forth the void-made kings
Hollow gods with hollow dreams
Distant, fading whispers, a low hum growing into silence…
The old ones stir… The ritual begins…
No voice remains to speak their name
No mortal lips recall their claim
Yet through the blackened winds they stir
A presence felt, a fate deterred
Hands uplifted, bound by fear
The trembling earth, the air severe
A sacrifice in dust concealed
A pact in blood forever sealed
Through the gate, beyond the veil
Where silence drowns and flesh turns pale
Summon forth the void-made kings
Hollow gods with hollow dreams
