We till this soil of plaques 
Harrow discordant tongues of the depraved
We invoke the Gods of spite
Blessed be the wellspring of sorrows in our lives
Silver light fades, the empress dies
Stark remnants of our toils
Gaunt apparitions adrift in bleak turmoil
Moribund our kindred lie
Resolved to unfathomed seclusion for all time
Silver light fades, the scion wakes, the empress dies
Nomadic wind, find no peace, a pariah to the dawn
Monster cast out to the wastes, through dark prism soul 
divides
Nomadic wind, find no peace, a pariah to the dawn
Monster cast out, out to the wastes, through dark prism 
soul divides