Whispers Of The Evergloom
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Lyrics
Quixotic enchantress of coven-born tongue
Through you courses the ichor of our fel-laden son
Do you still crave our knowledge? Incantations of woe
Are you willing to barter for the powers bestowed?
Do you hunger? Is that why you visit the mire?
Does the aura of iniquity satiate your desire?
Unhallowed! You're far from sacrament's reach
Now bathe in the evils of the ones you've beseeched.
Feel the waves of decay
The centuries have cultivated what flows through your veins
An ancient virulence
We are the Fathers of Sin
This rotten oak visage masks only the horrors that lay within
To thee, irreverent: our roots soak in your fear
Grow skyward, entangled. Your misery, austere.
These blighted forests, where the damned lay stake
Contorted trees hold the ear of those who came to forsake themselves
To ancient malignancy, a darkened divinity
The Whispers of the Evergloom
These blighted forests, where the damned lay stake
Contorted trees hold the ear of those who came to forsake themselves
To ancient malignancy, a darkened divinity
The Whispers of the Evergloom.
Do you hear voices? Do the night terrors end?
Here lies a bed of insanity, will your mind descend?
The power deflorates; the shadows cling to your womb
A sordid cacophony of the wretched entombed
You harbor pestilence, O' Daughter of the Occult
Craft our gift of chaos, the seed of damnation you exult
But what else will you give? What will you trade for this deed?
We shall sequester the flesh in return for the seed.
Trading flesh for power unstoppable
Unrivaled arcane supremacy
Honor the Gods with this shadow-born
I pledge flesh to the unholy covenant
Casting aside the maternal husk
The fel-spawn sprouting, incubation finalized
I pledge flesh to the unholy covenant.
Her lifeless corpse, sprouting another tree
A wraith floats forth, her arcane imagery
She reigns unparalleled, mastery of the fae, unhindered by the mortal coil
A growing forest, the ancient fel grow their ranks. Roots descend into the soil
This covenant between the forest and occult continues on.
These blighted forests, where the damned lay stake
Contorted trees hold the ear of those who came to forsake themselves
To ancient malignancy, a darkened divinity,
The Whispers of the Evergloom
These blighted forests, where the damned lay stake
Contorted trees hold the ear of those who came to forsake themselves
To ancient malignancy, a darkened divinity
The Whispers of the Evergloom.
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