Upon Black Winds

The Lurking Fear

Compositor: Andreas Axelsson / Tomas Lindberg

Alien ode, void of filth
Burning black blasphemy
In the lair of cosmic death

Staring out of morbid gulfs
Nebulous, unseeing eyes
Blind from the blackened depths

Death - under the sea
Death - out of the skies
Oceans of pure black light
Behold the old ones rise

Upon black winds
Their breath it rides
The celestial void
The cosmic law of evil

Calling forth, lords of doom
Morbid horde, crowned in chaos
Masters of the art of death

To bleak us with their lurid kin
Infest us with their evil stench
To writhe in our sacred flesh

Death - under the sea
Death - out of the void
Oceans of pure black light
Behold the old ones rise

Upon black winds
Their breath it rides
The celestial void
The cosmic law of evil

Of pure chaos born
By the turning of the cosmos
From the realms of madness
In unholy distortion