Last serenades
Her skies they bruise like Nordic women
Deep crimson stains
That Death would claim
His robes of office swim in
As would I
For his dark eye
Has fixed, a basilisk, a scythe
On charred remains
With shared disdain
For those I chose to mortify...
Exit
Sacrifice
Sigils Made of Flesh and Trees
Pyramid of Skulls
Exit
Apparitional Void of Failure
Obfuscated in Oblivion
Unblessed Be
Damage Your Soul
Untitled
Untitled II
Horizon Of Plastic Caskets
May Your Void Become As Deep As My Hate
Nocturnal Poisoning
Legion of Sin and Necromancy
Unfailing Fall into Naught
Inner Sanctum Surveillance
Legacy of Human Irrelevance
Reflecting hateful energy
A Living Hell...