I see the fear in my wandering sights,
As the time has unleased the dreaded night.
Death has commenced to shroud on the minds,
As I wait for HIM to pall the face of mankind.
Rejoice!!!
We are only the pawns of HIS game,
And the dooms has just commenced,
wait till His spirits tames
the pillagers of this night.
I hear the hymns of the parsons
veiling under the roof of ruined shrines.
And I see the cadavers marching towards the NORth,
to char many conssecrate edifices.
Rejoice!!!
Our fate is only endowed by HIS meeds,
As the only night descends,
when we can redeem our time
And atone the deeds of our past mights.
I hear the still waters of the grim runnel,
Where only the gore and HIS shadow shimmers tonight.
But still tranquil is the night,
Yearning for the Lord of Death rise in time