Black Pyre - Black Magic Heresy

Signs ov black through the trees
Chimes ov death are forseen
Rise scent ov the earth
Forth the daemon is birthed
Blight for forests ov green
Mist ov horror we seek
Dry, but rotten the leaves
Fire, ov blackened disease
Black Magic Heresy
Spirit calls, a voice to thee
Falter nay or wrath beseeched
Bringeth forth from underworld
The magus falters, his end is brought
Black Magic Heresy
Death fulfills its every need
Seeping out the life, it weeps
Now the souls ov trees asleep
From black magic heresy

Written by:
William Philpot

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