Into Oblivion

We seek to raise the ancient beasts up from the ground

The violence we emanate will wake them from their slumber

Surround, the world in fire let the sun fall from the sky

We call forth the legions of darkness to fight Gehenna war

Light the flames and bring the towers down

Let the blood of princes bring us to the promised land

Where makers meet their end

As we ride into oblivion

Their marble coffins will all lie beaten into dust

The bodies drained of sustenance it satiates our hunger and lust

Tonight they rise

And makers will meet their end

In the maws of oblivion

Antediluvian

Rise up and drain all clan

Reclaim all this land

Die for the true black hand

We will unleash the ancient beasts

That slumber in the sand

And die for the true black hand

Raise our bloody blades into the sky

Let the blood of kings wash us into the promised land

A bloodlust without end

The rivers will run red

The corpses of our enemies will pile up through the night

We cut em down and chop them up and celebrate as their bodies ignite

In blackest night

The makers bring the end

In the name of oblivion

Antediluvian

Rise up and drain all clan

Reclaim all this land

Die for the true black hand

They're reaching out for you

Gaping maws born in nightmare

Draining your blood as you scream out in vain

Your eyes rolling back and your body returns to dust

Solo

Now witness the terror

Death follows in their wake

You try to run and you might be the last

But the end has come and you will be returned to ash

Solo

We are the true black hand

We are the harbingers of death