Time stands still before the storm

Alive!

Alive, I have wakened… all those years spent wilting to nothing… and now, my crowning moment
Enactment of the ritual…
The blackest rite to fulfill the darkest pledge

Let the flames consume the mage of earthly flesh and bone
Let his ash, in candle light, by the winds be claimed and strewn

Let these words of power unlock the gate to Netherworld
“Vash Na’Rekht Nar’Gath
Vash Na’Rath Kah Lhey Mas”
In the twilight hour let the prophecy unfold
“Vash Na’Rath Kah Lhey Mas
Vash Na’Rul Ar’Ghaal”

Reveling in my blood lust for the coming end to all things
Mankind will learn to

Woe the light
A glorious night
Woe the light
The end is nigh

Reveling in my blood lust for the coming end to all things
Behold the Gate slide open!
The winds claim the ash…
Smouldering, forgotten…
Smoke from the wick of a blackened tallow stump

Woe the light
A glorious night
Woe the light
The end is nigh
The end has arrived

Time stands still before the storm
The cycle ends now

I am prepared… ready for the astral journey into the gate to the world beneath where no corporal form may enter unscathed
I am prepared… and destiny awaits with open arms

Time stands still before the storm