"For chaos spreads around the world we walk
The pain of life succeeds the beating of broken hearts"
An umbral shroud cloaks the shimmers of life
That once burned in the hearts of man
The grasp of death, the grand eradication
Their pleas, irrelevant
"Swine, writhe beneath the candlelight!
For I, the pestilent
Dine upon the resonance of your cries."
Tonight, a celebrant dies
As these grounds are brought to life
The wheels of fate thus turned by sacrifice
"We cast these spells of plague
Quake this rotted earth!
Tear the veil of death and bring upon this glorious rebirth!"
"In awe, enthralled, we gaze
Crack this tainted dirt!
Pull the strings of the afterlife with haste!
For soon the dead shall churn!"
Incantations that were born of raw unholiness
A fear unheard of forced upon all that lie beneath the sky
Grim, they cry as as all the stars align
All shall hear as the banshee cries
An omen of grim fate
She sings a song of death
This earthly thrall flayed into shreds
Altar like an abbatoir
Harnessing the essence of life
They will rise with rotten hearts
Drones, they swarm tonight!
A legion lead by the architect of fate
A tyrant amongst the light
Diverge the spirit from body
Speak the tainted tongues of the ancients
As they claw, they rise from the soil
Their rotten stench is blown forth by capricious winds
Grand scale hemomantic onslaught
Snare the conscious
Swallow the earth
As the banshee cries
The wheels of fate are turned
Oh, heed the other side
For, now thine time is nigh at last
Carrion piled like mountains
A grove consecrated by bloodshed
Trampled by the might of the wicked
The black arcane stole fate with it's legions
"Oh, night mother! I beckon your gaze!
I've come to reap the skies of light
Night mother, I grasp at your stars for I will take them as mine!"
As the banshee cries
The wheels of fate are turned
Oh, heed the other side
For, now thine time is nigh at last
For whom does the banshee cry?