Craft - Terni Exustæ: Queen Reaper lyrics

Rotting, yet everlasting Queen of the black arts Alluring, yet burning nauds you cast upon the filthy breed Oh, mother of malice, evil staves, corroding seed Queen reaper, winding the scythe of anti-cosmos The skies shatter in your very frozen breath of eight The earth shakes and fall in your very gaze of ten Assiduous queen: spirit of legions and wrathful men You are flames, you are smoke, destruction in the eyes of the foe Terrible Immortal