Most low gods

In hushed incantation

Rising up from the depths of the night.

Most low gods

Through greed and through malice

Are summoned forth to extinguish

The light.



Human souls are turned

In worship and fear of the darkness.

Sacrifice binding them deep in

The pit...

Mortal worlds burning

Damned for their sins of defiance

As ancient evils take wing in

The mist.



Existence turns to ashes

As it burns before my eyes.

Our Earthly Mother fades to grey

And the dying spirits rise.

In the midst of judgement

Comes a cleansing rain

To drown the last survivors,

Cold mercy for their pain.



Lies of the hypocrites,

Cries of the damned

Swept from this mortal veil

Like blood upon my hands.



Whispers of heretics,

Dark words of old

From dreaded prophecy

Bringing death untold.



Humankind is banished

In a fiery demise.

The heavens fall around me

As the lords of hell arise.

Peace and hope have failed

In this world of ours,

Where hate and greed prevail

Is a world full of war.



The master of the legions

Enthralled upon his throne.

For my sin of heresy

I live to burn alone.



Lies of the hypocrites,

Cries of the damned

Swept from this mortal veil

Like blood upon my hands.



Whispers of heretics,

Dark words of old

Now take form among us

The bloody end foretold.