Shadows cast, obliteration in the black ash of her eyes Crystal tears wither sweet sorrow feeding darkness for 1000 years Winter's moon coruscate's black as death eternal paths have become clear Subsistence of holy night emerge to unleash the enchantress
"Bringer of god's apocalypse in a world ending to exist Heaven shall penance the infinite fall in the kingdom of the dead The fates will cease their gift of genesis bestowing anguish in its wake The arcane mother will forsake her portrayl as chaos abolish's, the abide's of her earth" Harvester of souls, Illustrator of death
Wings of light and wings of dark descending from the skies She summons forth abyss' incarnations "subvention, purify" Mortal legions immersed in fear arise to face the agnoal night With swords in hand they altercate deaths lies at their fingertips
Harvester of souls Illustrator of death A world engulfed in flames, the wrath of the gods "Fear me for i am the end"