Droning winds sang my name in choirs so silent and grievous   Imploring me to awaken, to enlighten my moonlit eyes   Famished, grinning in pain, branded stiff by those scorching rays   In vicious grief these tears I shed, when beholding my fallen realm   In shadows entangled, in solitude I mourn   Cold hymns of obedience engulves my resurrected soul   Feed me... fill my lungs with the souls of the sacrificed ones   Worship... call for the black god aftermath, call for my return   Aftermath... call for my return!   As the son of the elders I'll see   As a descendant of the dark breeds the hate I feel   Only my own cries of vengeance I hear   Obey, speak my name! Bow before me...   I'm the one who'll stand by the throne   Of fire born with darkness within   Behold my call for this night that soon shall fall...   Raising the chalice for the black god aftermath, to it's glory and grace   Bring the damned souls into me, bring the virgin's blood to invoke me!   Hear my hunger, listen to the nocturnal preaching of mine   Shadow wings embrace the earth, lay the land forever in dusk   Unveil me, the faceless one... The one forlorn and once dethroned   Let my gimness be unleashed, set free the holocaust with me   Cold humns of obediance unchains my wrath upon the earth   Arrival... the birth of an era obscured by sulphur and flames   Aftermath... call for my return!   Now brimstone fills the black nights, since aeons riding these winds   Still, the black god aftermath prevails