Extinguished all. The scripts lost prayers Death to all; The Cadence   marches on From the dark hills that harbor Infested minds internal   contracts His majesties royal ash Commands the fallings will   Infernal Majesty I invoke thee, take my offering Ceremonies   celebrated with flames The lambs are our slaves Blood traces thin   symbols of blasphemy Pain invoked reign, corpse pound black arts   decorate Endless storm the angles fall once more Subconscious worlds,   align empty skies Dark matter rise To the fallen we praise   Invoking the Infernal Majesty Black Skies summon flames   upon the heavens Dark matter rise Ceremonies celebrated with   flames The lambs are our slaves To the fallen we praise Invoking   the infernal majesty With broken wings, darkness brings Death   (for) centuries Seasons of doom, conjure this black trip Broken   chains, holding back the thrones' seeds Prophecies, take from through   the dark realities