Darkened Nocturn Slaughtercult - Saldor

Listen to the white winds of death!

The cries broke the silence of the cimonar.
Gliding between the centuries of time
And I ripped their wings of life.
Their decay period started,
and I know they are destructible!
The void in the center of their hope
Despair I am.

I could never set an end to the war of attrition,
until I wiped out all these minor creatures.
I will never rest until they sunk
Into the dark mud of our tulwood.
I will never rest until they heard
My unearthly sounds of hate.

So unhappy in their deaths,
which have been so sudden.
So unhappy in their deaths,
Sudden, violent and misterious!

DIE!!!