Through Sombre Times - Setherial

Awe to thee ancient winds have whispered thy name

Since the birth of time

And thine breath have always guided

The blackened souls of all existance

Thou who dwell beyond the boundaries of life

Moving amongst the shades

Thou art wise;

I praise thee forever dark lord

Swept as one with the night

…Thine touch fills the sands of time, and earth

Supreme I stand;

born to burn by the gates of hell

Cleansing flames where I dwell

Hail thee;

lord of lords and darkness

Eyes shine through dusk

Night grows dim;

blurred like the mist from a dream

Demons move through it’s shapes

Night breeds sin;

setting the heavens aflame

Fires reign over earth

Stars shine;

reflecting ages old

Tumbling by;

demons roar

Sun dies, a pale horizon glows

Night is born to remain

Hail thee;

infernal prince of legions

Eyes shine through dusk

…Thine touch fills the sands of time, and earth

Supreme I stand;

born to burn by the gates of hell

Cleansing flames where I dwell

Lord Satan;

descend through the blackening skies

Come, spread your wings;

hear my cry

Shade the earth;

reveal to us all of your might

Create your kingdom on earth

Night grows dim;

blurred like the mist from a dream

Demons move through it’s shapes

Flung wide the gates;

order through chaos, life through death

Wisdom through the fall of ignorance

Arise through the blackstorms and smell the inscence

Descend from infernal hate;

eternal war has begun…