We till this soil of plaques Harrow discordant tongues of the depraved We invoke the Gods of spite Blessed be the wellspring of sorrows in our lives Silver light fades, the empress dies Stark remnants of our toils Gaunt apparitions adrift in bleak turmoil Moribund our kindred lie Resolved to unfathomed seclusion for all time Silver light fades, the scion wakes, the empress dies Nomadic wind, find no peace, a pariah to the dawn Monster cast out to the wastes, through dark prism soul divides Nomadic wind, find no peace, a pariah to the dawn Monster cast out, out to the wastes, through dark prism soul divides