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 frozed breath of eight.
The earth shakes and fall in your very gaze of ten.
a**iduous queen: spirit of legions and wrathful men.
You are flames, you are smoke, destruction in the eyes of the foe.
Terrible.
Immortal.
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 frozed breath of eight.
The earth shakes and fall in your very gaze of ten.
a**iduous queen: spirit of legions and wrathful men.
You are flames, you are smoke, destruction in the eyes of the foe.
Terrible.
Immortal.