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Necromantic Arts

Frozen Winds
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Fangs of immortality Have tasted my flesh unholy My wounds are unhealed and I still crawl worthless my eyes burn endless as I can still see black horizons the watcher fades... and solitude awakes No Spheres No Mountains No Sea No Abyss Shall protect me! Heathen wolves howl And my fear is infinite The devils have seen my soul Descend into the ABZU Angry Spirits drowned me Into NAR MATTARU Cryptic Lords of patience Have I offended or failed thee? Forgotten am I When the moon days are over black omens erupt and the spheres remain without shame My voice is unknown to me And my senses remain dead Abysmal screams I hear a gate has been broken! The flesh beware Protect the Elder sign of the race Erase the sacrifices For the blood shall evoke Remain on soil For Ancient spirits remain high One must be blind Against standing stone for the earth's flesh Is the altar of evil Bearer of amulet The demon shall speak first With bleeding sacrifices The covenant is sealed All is of Ancient and Elder And the moon must remain pure The scorpion spirit awaits Night is the soul Female touch of death Dwells within fear The Cults of Death Wander lands eternal On their stones carved Are the seals of devils Children of the Goat Within rituals of disharmony They worship Ancient And murder present Race of the IGIGI spheres Unknown master of blasphemy Painless spirits await Macabre mysteries of hate Careless is the Watcher that feeds on offerings I have seen the other race of men Worshippers of Ancient rites Slayers of mortals With charms of macabre When fire descends from the skies One must beware For the Old ones have escaped And entered the realm of mortality Seek the watcher And glaze at the stars The cults shall prevail Armageddon rejoice! Protect oneself Against the howling of the wolf Remember the names Of light and dark Call upon ISHTAR Call upon NINDINUGGA For the incantations Shall aid mortal souls The night is silent And the wolves are quiet My watcher is sleepless And I am troubled I can hear the demoness Whisper through shadows Demons remain calm As the Rites are asleep The spaces of Ancient tremor Allow no SHAMASH to rise The beasts crave for blood And the Goddess seeks to rise The Cults wander in darkness And the Gates cry to open I dream of black waters And the waters remain stir Strange markings appear on the wall And I am blind from the black light The days ahead are ill And the moon is pale The stars grow dim And I shall never taste solitude For I am a victim Of the Ancient Necromantic Art THEY AWAIT...