: [Lyrics - Vincent; Music - Azagthoth] A call to take your hand For I'm at one with the dark How dare you come with me And again you must die So ancient
: [Lyrics & Music - Azagthoth] [solo Brunelle] Churning sea of Absu Place of weeping death Tiamat, dark serpent Lord of the morbid priests Enraged
ancients' breath The fiends encircle me They speak my name in tongues For I'm no human now I burn the ways conform The gods are pleased with me They
: [Lyrics - Vincent; Music - Azagthoth] War-kills on the land Blood-saturates Hallowed ground To which my fathers fell Rebel souls Buried deep beneath