Nocturnal Graves Iron Command
Iron command the call of the damned
Onwards! Upwards! March!
Into the pyre we dance to the cries of angels slain
Invocating the Dark One, the Impious Lord of Death
Destroyer of all that breathes
By agony and raging disease
For it shall devour with a fervent hunger
Darkness consuming, mankind forever enslaved
Dragged deeper down into the Abyss
Torturous screaming and spine chilling howls
The Black God is rising in blood
From beyond, below the depths, buried in flames
Our fathomless, Lord of Death feeds
Devour the holiest whores and rape bearers of light
With blades of vicious desire for blood and murder
He is risen, the Abyssic God Below
The darkness, the raging chaos beyond
The Archfiend of peace and all that is light
The murderer of what gives birth to life