Droning winds sang my name in choirs so silent and
grievous
Imploring me to awaken, to enlighten my moonlit
eyes
Famished, grinning in pain, branded stiff by those
scorching rays
In vicious grief these tears I shed, when
beholding my fallen realm
In shadows entangled, in solitude I mourn
Cold hymns of obedience engulves my resurrected
soul
Feed me... fill my lungs with the souls of the
sacrificed ones
Worship... call for the black god aftermath, call
for my return

Aftermath... call for my return!

As the son of the elders I'll see
As a descendant of the dark breeds the hate I feel
Only my own cries of vengeance I hear
Obey, speak my name! Bow before me...
I'm the one who'll stand by the throne
Of fire born with darkness within
Behold my call for this night that soon shall
fall...

Raising the chalice for the black god aftermath,
to it's glory and grace

Bring the damned souls into me, bring the virgin's
blood to invoke me!
Hear my hunger, listen to the nocturnal preaching
of mine
Shadow wings embrace the earth, lay the land
forever in dusk
Unveil me, the faceless one... The one forlorn and
once dethroned
Let my gimness be unleashed, set free the
holocaust with me
Cold humns of obediance unchains my wrath upon the
earth
Arrival... the birth of an era obscured by sulphur
and flames

Aftermath... call for my return!

Now brimstone fills the black nights, since aeons
riding these winds
Still, the black god aftermath prevails