Dark Throne The Pagan Winter
Horned Master of Endless Time
Summon thy Unholy Disciples
Trained for Centuries to Come.
Gather on the highest Mountain
United by Hatred;
The final Superjoint Ritual…
nbsp; This, The Pagan Winter
nbsp; Kept for the Obscure (ones)
nbsp; Candles hold the only light
nbsp; Sextons hide in Fear
nbsp; For this Eternal Winter
nbsp; A New God Ruled the Sky
nbsp; The Million Hands Of Joy
nbsp; Have something holy to Burn
From the top of the World one could see
The white light Servants Flee
Engulfed in an Infernal Cyclone
Created by (our) Blasphemy
Religious bodies Crossed the Sky
the Vision was our Wine
Roar of Fire, Feeble Fools
Into The Furnace Fire