Paroles de Bloode Of The Elder (Building The Anti-Kosmos)

In an olde booke, written myriads ago On pages made of mortall skin It spake of knowledge so long forgotten Of wisdome unwished to be spread Spill the Bloode of the Elder Building the Anti-Kosmos Procreating Khaos The elder who watch the kreation Knowe welle that all shall descende into Waves of Apocalyptic Khaos The kurse upon them is their fear As their bloode is the key to the gates In a starless nighte When the summer is devour'd Sacred bloode is shed Shattering all order The reigne of eternall silence The embodiment of Anti-Life Spill the Bloode of the Elder Building the Anti-Kosmos Procreating Anti-Life The bloode of the elder The key to the Chambers of Kosmic Duste