The Necromanteion Lyrics

Darkest shrines to Death lay hidden deeply underground,
in ancient, ‘nighted catacombs, where wrathful souls are bound.
Hoary roots suck the soil, a feast of filth and slime.
Spewing black atrocities ‘til the end of time.
I hear the howling on the wind, the blackest of voids that rips through the light.
The gates are blasted open wide, my mind is aflame with chaotic might,
and slaughter is all around you.

Elemental forces in the dark.
Burn the bones and eat the chyldes heart.
Sacrifice the lamb to blackest night.
The Gates of Death are open, now you die...

Leagues below this shadowed kingdom,
where molten veins doth reign.
Assemblies lead by faceless men,
the scions of long dead kings.
Wrapped in armour obsidian,
mouths carved with dusky runes,
calling forth the nameless one,
spells cast in forbidden tongues.

Under the crown of northern mountains,
where sunlight cannot be found.
Temples raised in honour of the fallen one,
Lucifer, I am thy son!
Rise now, in reverence, in devotion to thy burning splendour!
We offer this human swine O' Lord,
grant us thy blessings profound!
The sacrifice made, your blood turns to ice in the darkness.
Lord of All Death approaches with fiery eyes.