Funeral Planet - The Return Тексты

Soon he will wake from eternal sleep
What you have sown, he will reap
Striken by horror, the angels cry
When he awakes, the world will die
Forbidden sigils, carved in stone plate
Forgotten ritual opens the final gate
I summon thee, creature of darkness, by the works of darkness!
I summon thee, creature of hatred, by the words of hatred!
Eater of the worlds, devourer of light!
I summon and call thee forth, from thy abode in darkness!
I evoke thee from thy resting-place in the bowels of the earth!
By the four square pillars of earth that support the sky.
May they stand fast against them that desire to harm me!
May the dead rise!
May the dead rise and smell the incense!
The abyss opens, the watcher bows
The waves rise, the darkness grows
End of light, clouds eclipse the sun
Closing the circle, our work is done
The black shadow, your forgotten god
He has come to bring you flood
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