Absence in the talon
Obsidian
Beyond the mist it speaks
Retch of the Leper
Defamation
Black Creation’s travesty
Soothsayer cloaked in robes of ancients
“Ia Ia Sakkath” intones The Shroud
Wherein the third dimension dwells The Talon
To cast its vile scrape upon its mark
Perverse profanation leaves the soul to erosion
Tormenting diabolism, pestilential revulsion
Web of dark poison infiltrates the veins
Engorge with the ichor, rust the guise of sane
Hearken the arrival in dreams of undead
Scorch of damnation, the seal on your head
Cower at the sign – the omen – fear the mark
(Chorus)
Feel the scrape of the black twisted nail
Wherein the third dimensions dwells The Talon
Feel the scrape of the black twisted nail!
Hearken the arrival, consummate the flame
Branded with the sigil, blank eyes of death
Cower at the sign – the omen – fear the mark
(Repeat Chorus)
Engorge with the ichor
Web of dark poison
Retch of the leper
Defamation!