Enthroned upon the precipice of mortal fear
Obscuring rationality, until nothing is clear
Clasping at this work of shadow architecture
Master of the inhumane
Despondent from fruitless conquest
Feel as the south winds grow cold
Join the ranks of the Vanquishers
Pledge your oath to the Dark
To the Dark
Pledge your oath to the Dark
Despondent from fruitless conquest
Feel as the south winds grow cold
Join the ranks of the Vanquishers
Pledge your Oath to the Dark
Engulfing the vastness with the tendrils of night
Virtue-tempered minds, subdued by his might
Exhume the once great kingdom, of memories lost
A land where none remain
Exhume the past, plunge this world back into darkness
Exhume the past, plunge this world back into darkness
Exhume
A symphony of screams marks the coming of end
His grip, grim and frost bitten; His aura, blackened
With the clarity of insanity, his growing armies he commands
With the mark of the World-Ender, this place he will brand
Unadulterated hatred for your philanthropy
Unfathomable might shall be bound to thee
Allow the tendrils to consume your being
Carry his banner to war
He extinguishes all
This world, befouled by illumination
Seeking heretic salvation, Contorted by valorous mutation
We shall crush them all
Eclipsing their beliefs, heirs of obscurity they remain
Step forth into his domain, into the night we yell
Summoned from the vastness, This darkness serene
This entrancing embrace, his reign; Supreme
Summoned from the vastness, This darkness serene
This entrancing embrace, his reign; Supreme