Behold the seething nightskies' glazed ornaments alight
When the aurean reflections descend into recess
From the cobwebony forest fog, neon-eyed shadows transpire
To inhale the scent of eclipse at the climax of the solar absence
I cast myself into serenity
Imbued with such profanity
Which the reign of the chaosborn matter holds
Blessed with cold nocturnal bliss
I let the colors of midnight unfold
Harsh pestiferous winds sing glorious rhymes
Like a death-written poetry that through the blackness resounds
To subdue the baleful torture our quailing spirits bare
I shred the horizons force-clad in sacred vestments
We shall devour the wretched children of Megiddo
Who shackled our souls with outrageous chains
And kept us constrained
Powered by profanity of dark limbonic sublimity
I feed from the very source of their demise
From somberness grown predominant
The principal substance is on the rise
Tremble sanctimonious servants of the fallacious
And bow to the dominion christless enthroned!
So I rend the sacred veil of time
And call the ancient aeons: "Awake!"
Long lost and forgotten ages rise again from the primordial spawn
May the substantial shadowrealm accede to a throne!
Unfurl thyself sunless dawn
Like a fiery helix of thorns!
Beneath the seething nightskies' magnificence abstract
Through the harmony and order of chaos I increase their bane
As the obscure refulgence of Nihil embraces their hearts
To never let their hourglass be inverted again
... never again