Tsjuder Eriphion Epistates Lyrics

Come morbid death
May the shadows forever be
Scorched in the face of
The Desolate earth

Lightning races across the sky
Fire rains from above
We feast upon the decay
Of The lords creation

Eriphion Epistates

Dark clouds approach
The green forest witchers
As the black wind Hurs towards its goal

Lightning races across the sky
Fire rains from above
We feast upon the decay
Of The lords creation

Awaken all men
Held yours eyes open
And behold the eyes
Of the Deamon Lord
And the Wind of Death
Destroys you all