When Thunders Hail

Lurking through Vast dismal forests Towards the heart Of my shadow This quest For a twilight cathedra My moonlit crown Let the stars shine unto me Adorn my spectral gauntlets A wolfish khan of a lorn palace The crux of my strife Fullmoon hordes chant their holocaust spells In taunt for the slow death of grace Mysteries and tradition breathe into me When the thunders hail my Luciferian blood Landscapes of shimmering frost Hammered into immortal supremacy To withstand the trial of time My luminous sphere Let the flame of Satan Gnash these runes on my blade A wolfish khan of a lorn palace The crux of my strife Fullmoon hordes chant their holocaust spells In taunt for the slow death of grace Mysteries and tradition breathe into me When the thunders hail my Luciferian blood