Dominion of Abysmal Crypts - Azrael

In the realm where visions dance

adn souls melt into black waters.

I see the flames of the ones who will not die.

Ancient white light bleeds from the eye of the sun

White turns into gray.

Pure fallen snow is tainted with pain.

Innocence is lost in the hour…

The hour of revenge!

Gather torches

Retreat into the Earth

To the Shadowy catacombs

The black stillness of ancient

crypts and primordial caves

Receiving the power of the deep

On sworn solemn oaths of the blood

Chthonic Forces

Bail our bood black with seething hate

To grind upon our enemies

We, sons of the sacred depths

Will raise our vengeance

to the highest mountain peaks

In honor to ourselves and

to all kindred spirits of the abyss

Dark caves mirror the labyrinth of our minds

Their power and depth will forever be within us

Mystical fog of the ancient nights

I am forever lost in the Dominion