The Day of the Beast

Upon The Throne

The Day of the Beast


Bound by the path of the seventh sign
The vicious spilling of blood
Your shadow now my concubine shall resurrect the flood
Seething fourth turmoil and pain
This plague envelopes the damned
Witness the horns from the outer realm, we are at your command!

Lurching from the elder's tomb. psychotic and ravenous
Spiraling architecture, slumbering in the abyss
The rapture of the chosen ones awaken your cries
Your screams now reach the skies

Begging for eternal night, begging for the summoning light

I call to you, lord of chaos, bring forth for you this offering
I'll storm the gates of madness, upon the throne of thorns, hatred and despair

His eminence manifesting his blinding hate
Draining life, feeding on the darkest of faiths
And from the black his wings now unfold thy fate
Upon the throne remaining through time and space

Time and space!