Black hidden presence

waves his hand

Strides the earth for infamy

talons strain

Devouring the feeble

dog god litany

Earth shall crumble

amidst the ashes he will rise

Cursing of the holy ghost

mankind choking on its own demise



Cold grasp around the heart

claws writhing in the flesh

Rites of supremacy

consume the weak and quench their souls



Come red death

swirl the sky

Bring forth the rain of fevers

sickening is the dogma rushing through your veins

Buried believers



The ever rotting presence of him

the rotten sculpture of the one that is bound to rise

Conjure now this dark upheaval

the pestilence that is bound to come and cleanse the earth