Fog. Through The Eyes Of Night...Winged They Come. Zeneszám

Long are the shores of this sunless sea
Infinite darkness lurking

Astral path of infinity
Carved into the essence of time

Gaze upon their featureless horror
Prowling the gates of infinity

From beyond the throne of satan
Through the eyes of night winged the come

Stars align the infinite void
Drawing the tides of the coming eclipse
Hordes from the heart of this lunar winter
Agless, formless, and without face

Surrounded by darkness
Burning the nightsky
Throug the eyes of the night
They take flight


Celestial ancients
Imperical majesty
From beyond the throne of satan
They shall rule inherit the earth

The earth
Inherit the earth
The earth

Through the eyes of the night
Winged they come
Devournig the earth
And eternity