Voidthrone
Spiritual War Tactics
Come and tear my bones
Lifeless under the stars
Caught within the midnight skies
From the frost-covered hills
I have seen through the eyes of the wolves
Consoled by all of the dark
Waiting patiently, like the animal that hunts its prey
Now all will fall
Into my below
Knives[?]
Souls consumed by the dark
[?] in the black
Now you cannot sense the hate that awaits you
Now...
Now you cannot sense the hate that awaits you
Hate- it awaits you
Hate- it awaits you
Hate- it awaits you
Set the burning piles of the defaced and [?]
My iron is against the bone
Prophets of my spiritual war tactics
The valley of the dead
I cannot be
For only humans in this mortal flesh
For me are now bound together
And I have become one
For the end of your race
Do not what I have spoken
For we are in now the myth
Die on your knees; die
Die on your knees; die
Die
I am the reclaimer of the throne
I am the nightmare of
I am the owner of all spiritual possessions
Preside over place once lost
The age of the angels ends now
Shatter forces against the light
Face the darkness
From the sick
? standing
Coldness chilling the bones of ? night sky