And dreams turned when evening Came,
Children burned in the engulfing Flames.
The spirit of death in an enduring Rage,
Quenched it's thirst in their broken Pledge.
Nightmares riled through undead Minds,
To end the will of man and that of his Kind.
The stream of time was broken that Night,
Early graves dug for souls forged in the dark Rite.
Screams of horror in the veil of Shadows,
With violent delights, a violent end Follows.
Children of man raised hands in a final Plea,
Before their souls were dragged off to honor the black Decree.
Molten sulphur tore the skin off...