Lamp of Murmuur - Hymns of Death, Rays of Might

Despair
Mother of all
Grant us your blessing of purity
Under your cross
Our home

Insolent tower of might
Worshippers of death arise
Mantle of futility
To the cloudless horizon
We march again

Hymns of death are sounding
Rays of might descend
The storm of war that's howling
Crumbling columns of eternity

Souls in winter days
Terror and victory
The chained stones of destiny
Roar beyond the gates
At the flaming golden twilight

Bastards of nighttime splendor
Visions of the cold moon
Cloaked in a spectral mist
A monumental ire that dreams

As the icons break
To the blinding glare of bitterness
Sentenced to a fall
Beyond time
Beyond our ruins I fall

Fighting, ascending
The black crest bathes in gold
In the circle of ravens
Where silent horrors lie, I rise

Storming the gates
Of The great hall
Carved idols of saturnian bones
Cloaked under a veil of dying light
Ancient spells of madness
Wind of demonic presence
Chants of ancient war blare
A star of attrition in the sky
Baleful rays, charge towards the night

Hymns of death, rays of might
Fire ablaze, cold winds rise
Hymns of death, rays of might
Burning winds of triumphant light
Mystic horns in a bronze night
Dancing curses, endless rites
Summoning the sun of war, we march