The Call of the Mist

The darkened sky above possesses a sense

of far beyond

Dismal visions from a distant past summons

a fate unknown

Ancient visions sweeps fast by your blinded eyes

A raven flies over the cenotaph, an ancient

force to rise

Rise!

Caressing the ground of the evil one

Infinite songs heard clear and strong

This once so placid place is now

where the dead speak and walk

The call of the mist - suffocation

of all life

Conjuring of souls, then lain in

destruction

Devour my souls in eternal blasphemy

I'm the mourner of the ones who died for you

Swallowed by the dark embracement

Open wide the somber gates!

My god has horns...