كلمات Where No Light Hath Shone... (But for That of the Moon)

Gazing down into the boundless abyss from the edge of the world staring into the stygian blackness that exists between the stars the bastalt gates of the underdark open monstrous forms of untold horror lumber forth from the lightless depths the ancient unholy gods of whom men dare not dream emerging from chasms choked with the bones of untold dead and countless unhallowed centuries the unholy abominations arise to devour all light at the egde of the abyss I stand staring into the black carrion pit as the world dies a black moon rises heralding the end