Fog

The Storm Unholy

Fog


Dark and endless stare of sister moon 
Looking down from upon her throne 
Ablaze in full and majestic bloom 
Burning cold 

Weeping tears of blood wrath and vengeance 
Seething destructive embrace of fury 
Elders od silent knowledge awaken 
Lusting for war craving destruction 

Unholy hordes will rise to destroy 
Within the bitterness of freezing winds 
Sister moon her halo ablaze 
Looks upon the frozen wasteland 

Winterspirits breath drives the snows of the storm 
The darkness spreads her wings 

Greezing flames 
Scorch and consume 
Marching armies 
Of cold demonic hate 

Mirrored image 
Frozen celestial gaze 
Astral constellation 
Of darkness and doom 

Unlocked are the gates of time and space 
Sister moon rides upon her warthrone 

Warm serene embrace of death 
Calm the eye of the storm 
Swirling vortex of infinate souls 
Tormented forever now set free 

The storm unholy 

Dark and endless stare of sister moon 
Looking down from upon her throne 
Ablaze in full and majestic bloom 
Burning cold 

The storm unholy