Feast of Plagues Songtext
von Empyrean Eclipse

Where grief-swept desolation a carnal stench purveys
Proud men, long due, agony′s come... scream freely in your pain
Impending doom's begun winter′s left you frail
Stricken, ravaged, one and all, infertile as the soil

No dawn shall sanctify
No light could pierce the choking sky
Cast down – cold, lifeless eyes
Leprous hands kneading feverish deeds

Bow to famine, crawl as vermin, become filth and disease
Envenomation, writhe to decimation, numb to prayer and plea
Bent to hail infection's throne
Broken men soon pale and cold
On your knees, fall prey to the grave


Festering in bodies thrown on blood-stained red, cold cobblestone
Death here walks in many shapes, with shadows long and horror known
A wretched mare I ride upon to conquer the weakened ones
Hearken, in pestilence, my cold touch on quivering lips

No dawn shall sanctify
No light could pierce the choking sky
Cast down – cold, lifeless eyes
Leprous hands kneading feverish deeds

I am famine, I am vermin, devouring flesh and earth
Infestation, expurgation, all shall succumb
Charred bones construct my throne
Soon the sickened rasps will be your own

Where wind swept burial mists to stir miasmic rage
Condemned in funeral flesh, the damned are many where you lay
The great cold Death, come for your last breath
In your dying gasps you shall denounce your faith

I bring famine. I bring vermin. I am filth and disease.


No dawn shall sanctify
No light will pierce the choking sky
Cold, empty stares – lifeless eyes
No prayers will yield relief