Voices call across the halls of a weathered asylum
Footsteps inching closer like a swinging pendulum
Bats fluttering, following a hooded visitor
I lay writhing in this cell, whips crack in the distance
Speak your grievances
To the archangel
Searching, looming, judging
Seeking refuge in the mountains with the exiles
Dreams of the monastery corrupt and defiled
Burning terrors spawned in flesh crawl from chasms below
The citadel blazing in a raze of damnation
Witness blasphemy
Birthed from depraved dreams
Onward, always East
Sanity speaks now only in whispers
As we descend further into the crypt
Beguiled by sacrilege rapid and cunning
Foolishly ensure the doom of the world
Search for the temple ravaged in pestilence
Gatherings ghastly around the altar
Voices are dismal, piercing and ruthless
Thresholds have opened into the madness
Skies will rain fire, seas become as blood
Righteous have fallen before the wicked
The wanderer mutates into horned one
Send trepidation unto the forlorn
Framed in suffering
End in misery
To prime evil deeds