Droning winds sang my name in choirs so silent and grievous

Imploring me to awaken, to enlighten my moonlit eyes

Famished, grinning in pain, branded stiff by those scorching rays

In vicious grief these tears I shed, when beholding my fallen realm

In shadows entangled, in solitude I mourn

Cold hymns of obedience engulves my resurrected soul

Feed me... fill my lungs with the souls of the sacrificed ones

Worship... call for the black god aftermath, call for my return



Aftermath... call for my return!



As the son of the elders I'll see

As a descendant of the dark breeds the hate I feel

Only my own cries of vengeance I hear

Obey, speak my name! Bow before me...

I'm the one who'll stand by the throne

Of fire born with darkness within

Behold my call for this night that soon shall fall...



Raising the chalice for the black god aftermath, to it's glory and grace



Bring the damned souls into me, bring the virgin's blood to invoke me!

Hear my hunger, listen to the nocturnal preaching of mine

Shadow wings embrace the earth, lay the land forever in dusk

Unveil me, the faceless one... The one forlorn and once dethroned

Let my gimness be unleashed, set free the holocaust with me

Cold humns of obediance unchains my wrath upon the earth

Arrival... the birth of an era obscured by sulphur and flames



Aftermath... call for my return!



Now brimstone fills the black nights, since aeons riding these winds

Still, the black god aftermath prevails