Spectres fall across the shadow flames of void;
Fly from spheres they shan't dwell in forever.
Rushing down, engulfed by putrid texture;
The unseen ... The masterrule supreme!

Enter black living Robe fabric of the insane.
Swarming horror, million tails of the Beast.
They are outcast so restless, Diminished yet been.
Remnants, gathering quickly to restitute realms.

Like the wormseed that nests in a dead infant's brain;
Morbid shell great vast proud over skin flesh and vein.
Darkened shroud over an armour of all colours of light.
Darkened shroud, emperor's investiture garnments divine!

Like the sparks of a fire on the inside of beyond;
Twisted faces and long emerald horns.
Darkened shroud over an armour of all colours of light!
Darkened shroud emperor's investiture garnments divine!

Below the creeping cannot see the essence true;
They shan't discern the rotten purple now renewed.
Unless He hath returned and done His great revenge!
Unless he hath fulfilled his fate and heavens bend!

Like the rays of a sun, thousandfold strong and high;
Bursting cloud breaking out at the end of all time.
Darkened shroud over an armour of all colours of light!
Darkened shroud emperor's investiture garnments divine!