Gods weep
The king of the nightworld has taken his final breath
Nocturnal majesty
Deathless
His song has been sung but the melody, it lingers on

A raven flies over stirring seas of salted blood
Carrying news of his death, inked in his blood
What a horrible night to have a curse
The father unholy adorns the deathmask divine

Darkness spawned from his blood shall black out the sun
Everything went black, the hourglass now empty
Every fallen king has a story of ancient glory
His legacy unmatched in its prestige

Miasma
The king of the nightworld has taken his final breath
Nocturnal majesty
Virally yours
His song has been sung but the melody lingers on

Climatic degradation into a breathless oblivion
The warborn shall learn from his deeds
Ov god and serpent, of spectre and snake
Fiends united, we mourn in his name
Construct a shrine of madness in his name
All hail the king
Invoke the moonlight equilibrium for the fallen king
Now that the king is dead the burning nullifier meets its end
Enchantments of the necrosphere
In darkness spawned, in darkness we die

Time must go on
The vessel has died but the soul still traverses the necroplain
Nightbringers
Our legion six hundred and sixty six
Retain his legacy
Time goes on
The soul of a king only fades away once he's forgotten
Nightbringers
Our legion six hundred and sixty six
Retain his legacy

Funeral thirst
The king of the nightworld has taken his final breath
Nocturnal majesty
Unhallowed
His song has been sung but the melody, it lingers on

This vessel but a vehicle to traverse the astral realm
Long live the king
The apex now rules necropolis

Death is eternal, but art is immortal
The Universe is nothing but vibrations, so scream at the top of your lungs and you won't be forgotten
Death is eternal, but art is immortal
The Universe is nothing but vibrations, so scream at the top of your lungs and you won't be forgotten