Extinguished all. The scripts lost prayers Death to all; The Cadence

marches  on From the dark hills that harbor Infested minds internal

contracts His majesties royal ash Commands the fallings will

Infernal Majesty I invoke thee, take my offering Ceremonies

celebrated with flames The lambs are our slaves Blood traces thin

symbols of blasphemy Pain invoked reign, corpse pound black arts

decorate Endless storm the angles fall once more Subconscious worlds,

align empty skies Dark matter rise To the fallen we praise

Invoking the Infernal Majesty Black Skies summon flames

upon the heavens Dark matter rise Ceremonies celebrated with

flames The lambs are our slaves To the fallen we praise Invoking

the infernal majesty With broken wings, darkness brings Death

(for) centuries Seasons of doom, conjure this black trip Broken

chains, holding back the thrones' seeds Prophecies, take from through

the dark realities