Shadow-blade Masters Of Tempest And Maelstrom
John McEntee
Burning through the viscera
Maternal death, leech's era
Her demise announced mortality
Birth heralds doom for the earthly
Shame drove the hag in night-lands
Beneath black waves he commands
Blade churns his realm
Red and white palace overwhelms
Demon gate grants us their gift
Our great possessor, judgement's swift
Lightning wielding, horned elder lord
Ebbing jewel and savage grails he'll hoard
Myriad from depths crave power in your destruction
Centuries elapse daily within his haven
Raping virtue, silent scream wastes your last breath
Unleash the cyclones and surge of death