Necromantia
From the Past We Summon Thee
Faceless Gods
Far away deep, in the deserted lands
Black cities rise, as monuments of hate
The crypts who hide the Ancient ones
Sources of Malice beyond the 7th gate
Kingdom of Darkness, dreaming dead
Faces of Abyss, beyond death
(Our world belongs to them as it was before)
Faceless gods invoking damnation
Usurpers of Throne, Fathers of creation
(One day they will awake and no human will be saved)
Mortals will open the eye of the throne
with the 7 keys of the land of the living
ERESKIGAL will reign at dawn
AZAG-THOTH will scream on his throne
CTHULHU will rise from his sleep
from the seas he was buried deep
Our mother ISHTAR will temporary die
nature will shudder from her nocturnelcry
chaos will swallow the Earth
when the fires will burn again
Human race will be lead to her death
The Ancients will howl their rebirth
La Mort
by Emile Verhaeren
Death has tasted blood
in the cabaret of three coffins
Death put down on the counter,
a black crown
and then went on her way
Death went on her way
very slowly
to look for the last rites
They saw coming back the priest
and the choir boys
too late
to the house
whose windows were closed
Death has tasted blood
She was Drunk with it
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