We feast in the halls of the damned
On the marrow of broken dreams
The screams of the lost are our hymns
Their agony is our eternal melody
Chaos reigns supreme, anarchy's crown
A throne of bones, a scepter of sorrow
The legions march, a relentless tide
To drown the world in a sea of darkness
We dwell in this blighted sanctuary
Where hope is a myth, and despair is law
Our spirits entwined with the void
We are the heralds of the end, the bringers of doom
Spectres of a forgotten age
Wail in the corridors of time
Their dirges echo in the abyss
A testament to the void's insatiable hunger
The veil of reality tears apart
Revealing the horrors that lie beyond
We gaze into the eyes of the abyss
And see our own reflection