At The Stone Of Ancient Wisdom
I call onto thee, Father of Si
Eyes glowing with the flames of Hel
Sulphur-fire burning withi
I call onto thee, enslaver of ligh
I'm your servant, your tool and so
Accept my gift in this Cursed night
Father, I give you my bloo
At the Stone of Ancient Wisdo
I give you my blood
I call onto thee, bringer of storm
Whom will consume the eart
Yet your Flame keeps me war
I call onto thee, King of all King
Oh, Great Dragon, bring me Hel
Embrace me with your wings
:and blood kept on falling from the blackened sky,
mixed with feathers and tears from all those who die
A kingdom once filled with joy and warmth
now forever buried beneath the shadow of our Horn-Crowned Master:
I call onto thee, Father of Si
Eyes glowing with the flames of Hel
Sulphur-fire burning withi
I call onto thee, enslaver of ligh
I'm your servant, your tool and so
Accept my gift in this Cursed night
Father, I give you my bloo
At the Stone of Ancient Wisdo
I give you my blood
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