A shroud ov blackness has been established upon the altar despair
The oracles set, the virgin blood spilled, and the words speak have been spoken
The air becomes still with a restless silence direly awaiting to be heard
The glimmering chalice in the golden candlelight patiently awaits for its time!
Drink from the chalice ov death! Bodes ill for us all
Necromic enchantments, for the dead shall feast on mankind
Restless degraded souls reaping havoc upon the Earth
My blood gives them life, your screams give me pleasure, you faith shall die tonight!
Allow the forces ov the world beyond to possess you body and soul
Let the blackness consume your being and destroy you from the inside
Thousands ov tortured souls agonizingly claw at your flesh
Your silent scream becomes part ov the atmosphere as you enter their inferno!
Drink from the chalice ov death! Bodes ill for us all
Necromic enchantments, for the dead shall feast on mankind
Restless degraded souls reaping havoc upon the Earth
Your blood gives me life, your screams give me pleasure, you faith shall die tonight!
Recite the names and perform the rights inscribed in the nocturnal book! Bound in flesh and inked in blood at the hand ov Satan himself! Drink from the chalice and ensure your place as the true god ov man! Millions will suffer at the hands ov the mage who has fulfilled the ultimate task!
Channeling philosophical quandaries into cavernous death metal, the Australian trio turn modern power struggles into an aural advantage. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 13, 2022