Ominous Doctrines Of The Perpetual Mystical Macrocosm

Crepuscular Battle Hymn - Inquisition Claws carving deep into wounds of war* Blood dripping slow from my axe of steel Crushed from the blow of my hammer strike Thrones made of gold crumble from the blast War, lord of mine bring me holy blood Knife in

Desolate Funeral Chant - Inquisition Wraith / oh! Cryptic One I see - black / the veiled one chanting near* Bray high songs of death, call tombs where they hide Sad dark hymns in the air, black - the covered one roaming near Winds chant songs of deat