Morningstar Songtext
von Kistvaen

O, Tiamat
Deliver us from ignorance
Protect us from enslavement
Shield us from the falseness
Of a venomous and feeble God

O, Azerate
Eleven slithers of hatred to collapse
The ten pillars that oppose the painful truth
That deny the enlightenment of our minds
And cage the Universe beyond mortal reach


Black Flame swallow
The tainted earth
And disgorge the filth
Of the blind

Fires of spirit dormant
Asleep, your essence distant
And thus, thou must

Wither like your book′s blasphemous words
Suffer as your Savior on His merited cross
Die with your Demiurge's lies on your lips
Decay with His poisonous council in mind

Burst open the skies
Invoke the storm
Gathering light
Incipit Chaos

So mote it be
Amen