Death Chant - Varathron

Viewless essence, thin and bare

Well nigh melted into air

Still with fondness hovering near

The earthly form

Thou once didst wear

Pause upon thy pinion’s flight

Be thy course to left or right

Be thou doomed to soar or sink

Pause upon the awful brink

Death chant

To avenge the deed expelling

Thee untimely from thy dwelling

Mystic force thou shalt retain

O’er the blood and o’er the brain

When the form thou shalt espy

That darken’d on thy closing eye

When the footstep thou shalt hear

That thrill’d upon thy dying ear

Then strange sympathies shall wake

The flesh shall thrill

The nerves shall quake

The wounds renew

Their clotter’d flood

And every drop cry blood for blood!

Death chant