Gruesome shapes writhe across the endless sky Cloaking all but the last red dying rays of sunlight Voracious gulfs spit static whips Whence I walked in a wicked paths into the cemetery Slated arms Horrendous fissures cleft the sky apart To open from the dimensions lost The time has come? What waits in the chiasmic rifts will return
Open wide? Breathe disease? Winds of pestilence seethe Throw wide the gates Infestation shall lay waste
Vaporous winds emit a staunch, disgusting stench inside the crypt Descending long down jagged steps into the pit Where vaulted arches inscriptions seek to conjure charnel sects Invoking what lays dead but dreams until release is set With each spoken word of evil verse in an ancient tongue Granite effigies hissed their answers sickly back to me as one As I spoke the scents of ionization began to rise And as I spoke the Obsidian Gate emerged before my eyes
Open wide? Breathe disease? Winds of pestilence seethe Throw wide the gates Infestation shall lay waste
Beherit your graves, rise from R'Lyen Reclaim your behest The dead, the beast This rebirth, I release
This infestation sets The howls of beats' incest
Gateways still vomit filth From now until the last Obsidian Gate!