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