Funeral Pyre

Within the scars, our iron will prevail

Beyond all gloom, our victory ablaze

We gather, encounter, to summon our master

We conjure, bewail, and bemoan the final chapter

Within the voiceless ones, moonlight, and frozen suns

Beyond the vast abyss, we embrace a call of bliss

In blood-red skies, a black flame shall arise

The void, enslaved, in wisdom purified

Moldered, and rotten, ascending northern lights

The thorns of lies, enchant in pitch-black nights

Funeral pyre – across the cosmic sea

Within the stars, remembrance recalls

Beyond all grief, we obtain, we obtain our loss

Within the scars, our iron will prevail

Beyond all gloom, our victory ablaze

We gather, encounter, to summon our master

We conjure, bewail, and bemoan the final chapter

Within the voiceless ones, moonlight, and frozen suns

Beyond the vast abyss, we embrace a call of bliss

In blood-red skies, a black flame shall arise

The void, enslaved, in wisdom purified

Moldered, and rotten, ascending northern lights

The thorns of lies, enchant in pitch-black nights

Funeral pyre – with a glance you are set free