Curse of the sabbath (Necronom's evocation) - Warhammer

Winds introduce the slow nightfall

Dark vibrations, the nuclear dawn

Evoking up the dead as the ritual begins

Haunting fog escapes the ground

Horus returns from forgotten times

Apocalypse unleashed, dethrone mankind

Evening falls onto deep water

Toth-Amon rides the wings of Sabbath

The goddess of wars descends near

Apocalyptic dreams she whispers

Deadly clouds eclipse the sun

Necronom’s alive, buried in the dark

Infernal storms upon the horizon

Lights are drowned, Lamashtu’s near

The tempter walks on Earth again

A hellish crown made of bones

In carnage arises the burial season

With temples made of human flesh