Paroles de My Kingdom Enshrouded In Necromantical Fog

I Stand Tall Amongst The Ancient Tombs Reveling In Their Long Dead Knowledge Breathing Deeply Of The Putrescence I Feel At One With The Elder Spirits That Haunt The Dreary Place Flowing Cascades Of Deathly Might Swarm Within My Mortal Frame Transforming My Once Human Visage Into A Ghastly Vision Of Corruption And Decay Knowledge Garnered From The Long Dead Aids In My Descent To The Halls Of Death I, The Lord Of Death, Adorned In Hideous Trappings With Dominion Over All The Twisted Ruler Of An Infinite Kingdom Enshrouded In Necromantical Fog Amidst The Ghouls I Dwell In A Realm Of Marble And Soil My Loyal Subjects Lie In Wait Of The Day That I Shall Rise From My Throne And Conquer The World With Plague