Ominous Occult Evil, conjured deep in the bowels of blackened cauldrons
Candlewax sealed on cobblestone halls - Fortresses weakened by years of war
Piles of bones buried below, through darkness we travel to see the end times
Our congregation of desolate hymns awaits us now through valleys and caverns through halls of dirt and bone
Years of dust encase the skulls, cobwebs hanging from years ago -
Far to mountains of blackened glory
Traveling on the ravens back -
Pitch black wings spread out far
Spears in hand we take the oath
Shed the blood of the usurper
Knives in hand, our group is here
Bound by oath - we will not fear