Acheron
Single • 1992
A haunting feeling comes throughout a darkened room The air turns thick at this ritual of doom Candles start to flicker as the image now appears Alla Xul's presence, the master of all fears Enlightened by its sight, I now feel hypnotized Within a realm of darkness, I see two glowing eyes Bowing down before it to feel its might stare Manifested power given by the necro-prayer It speaks the ancient tongues Embraced by power Spawn of the abyss Invoked this night Sumerian evil god Grants all desires
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 22, 2025
Hear us, oh infernal master. Grant that we may be of the chosen few. Knowledge and power are yours to bestow. Through you all will come to pass. Renouncing paradise of the weak and the lowly, We place our trust in thee, God of flesh and deep desires. Make us one with darkness. Magick shall be our key, prayers said unto thee. Unholy shall be our way, never shall we betray.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 22, 2025
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