Seven maligned paths to hell
Invoke sermons of the profane
Beneath maleovlent crypts
The undead masses stir
Magus; accursed sorcerer
Nailed with spikes of faith
A foretelling of damnation
Wreak havoc on the realms
Entombed in graven murk
In silence biding time
Awaiting the unwitting
Complete the broken cycle
Eternal are the wounds
Deeper than blackest hate
Contemptuous of this world
In death, it shall bleed
Art reflects life painting the beyond
Desolation (the) blind now succumb
Eibon's damning codex
Unleash the rotting hordes
Mortal realms corrupted
With necromantic howls
Godless slaughter of innocents
Laying dominion and waste
A crawling terror lurks
As death devours mortality
Art reflects life painting the beyond
Desolation (the) blind now succumb
Where is your saviour?
Soured wine and rotten bread
Where is your saviour?
A false ideal within your head
Where is your saviour?
An unfit icon of impiety
Where is your saviour?
Drown now in oceans of heresy
A wasteland of dust and corpses
Dark be the vales of pnath
Through portals of escape
The truth before you stands
In fields of sulphur and woe
Occulus turning blind
Funeral fields forever
Damnation flays your soul
Art reflects life painting the beyond
Desolation (the) blind now succumb
The rot of time funereality
Of graven haunts welcome to hell
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