Incantations - Anciients

Drowning in a sea of blood

As the flame surrounds you

In this place your doomed to fall

By my will I make you crawl

The divine holding a crooked sceptre

I am the eye, standing above your

Wretched throne

I bring you fear, no one to see you

Rise again

Your scrams will fall upon deaf ears

Everlasting portal of light

We come forth from hiding

Offer now this ritual death

My revenge will take you

May I fly, may I become the hunter

Walking the left hand path

The eternal ones I slay

I bring you fear, no one to see you

Rise again

Your screams will fall upon deaf ears

Gods of the north, their blood stains

Feed on their souls, vengeance will

Crush you

Pure of heart, pure of body

My words will be heard