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From my black throne

Eight paths open through the night

As ravens feed at my left hand

And wolves at my feet.

...And only death i saw

Winds of sorrow blew

With spectral devastation,

And from the corridors of hell

A horde of shadows covered all light.

Through dark portals

Forgotten gods rise again

From the ruins of oblivion

And their ancient idols shine

This time with all the hate of the sinister past.

Etheral whispers in litanies

The nightspirits awakes

As the smell of corruption of death

That brings wormish espectrums

In his morbid hunger.

Listen to those who sing in darkness

Listen their call

And let'em guide you to your grave

Walk their infernal paths of despair

Embrace their power and be one with the night.