Limo Vincit Omnia - Slugdge

High upon that blasted, fortified plateau

Within their sanctuary of salt and sorrow

Morbid throngs march to the call of umbral gods

Outside comprehension

Dark crusade, from deathless realm they came

To amalgamate dimensions

Certa enim gloria

Numquam non parata

Deus noster pro nobis

Limo vincit omnia

Tainted youth, catechized legions of untruth

Do they not yet comprehend?

Now ensnared by the web of their deceit

Acquiescent, servile, weak

This ritual of loathsome conjuration

Akashic machinations from shadow priests who utter

The gathas of Mollusca

That poisons our existence

Between purity and putrescence we draw power

The bloodshed of the ancestors

Forsaken dead

Sacrificed so the worlds might mend

All filaments have opened

The shadows bleed

Infinity spewing forth from the gaping breach

We shall dredge the depths of their pestiferous swamp

And the last bastion of light shall fall into ruin

Once besieged, the walls shall liquify beneath

The force of Rhaexorog’s harrowing screams

Twin blasphemies;

Kak and Ick shall come together

To rouse their father from the nether

Certa enim gloria

Numquam non parata

Deus noster pro nobis

Limo vincit omnia