There... - Besatt

Thick ichor flows from the walls

Choking vapor makes misty dusk

Freezing moisture every stone

You’re standing at the gates with the golden pentagram

Blood and ashes

Fire and evil

Come in!!!

In the middle an altar spattered with fresh blood

In the distance a black velvet throne

Stench of burned bodies and bones

Stacks of skulls are laying by your feet

Blood and ashes

Fire and evil

Stay here!!!

Can you hear?

It’s not a wind

Can you hear?

They’re carrying flagellas

It’s time for gathering

It’s time for war!!!