Unity with Thousand Names

A sphere of fools trapped in claws of defulsive reality

The splendour and pride

Forgotten by the hard centuries ago.

Journey into the void is what the mortals pray for

Blessed are those who breathe the mist of obscurity

Knowledge of ancient kingdoms

Arises the spirit of the strong.

The will to attain the throne

The fight to stand above.

HEAR YE PITYFUL!

Seductive poetry of the night

For blessed are those whose hearts are bestowed

With stigma of the fallen.

Under darkened veil. Summon and command

Burn in fleshcult fire. Open gates of hell

There's no mercy for the ones

Who were touched by the plague.

Behind the almighty horns

Dwells the elemental power

Created by shadows

At unity with thousand names

For there's a torch reflecting visions

That have not yet come to pass.

Behold ye blind the black raven at the sky

Heralding the glorious return