Silence upon the dismal ground, Where death's bells once rang aloud. Creation's ghost now clings tight to the hand of doom, Forever riding the winds of the violent rapture. Rabid hunger consumes all. To nothingness we return. Beware the fall, embrace the death. Behold the swarm of flies. An opposition hidden deep in the cracks of time. The backward current of the fallen one. The unbridled vengeance of the tyrant of the black skies. Bring now the glory of the darkest hour! Through the sacred depths of worlds untouched by man. Through realms of ancient wisdom so holy. Awaits the deathly fire that lights His path ablaze. And on the trail a pale horse will follow. Rabid hunger consumes all. To nothingness we return. An endless night of eternal sleep, Where heavens fade and Devils reap.