Mystic and pallid the autumnus moon

throws its rays upon the horrible tombs

as sanity travels upon the astral winds

leaves cover the ruined graves

the mysterious breed of demise

shaped by the mist of the moon

reborn from the faithless mortals

disgust by the son of the cross

towers of the autumn moon

screaming through the flames of hate

invocation to the elder gods

the twillight of the frozen ages

enlightens above the silent towers