Omen

We are gathered here together to insight the sheep to blasphemy
Swords raised in anger we strike down with Lucifer's might

Raise your fist to the north and praise the might of Carmack
The sound of victory draws us near to the rise of our black empire

Our attack silent and swift we fight with the fog at our side
The sound of clashing metal as Christian blood drips from my face

The wind blows cold
Whispering all fathers voice
An omen upon the eclipse



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Rueppel, Scott Scare
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