The Chronicle of Shadows

The Imperator of the Night:
Hearken to the Attestation of the Sinistrous:
"For it is the iniquity of man which compels him to these tenebrous gates, seeking opiate dreams and the alluring embrace of oblivion... Know that I have cavorted beneath the horned moon with repellent fiends, and liberated virgins from the burden of their maidenhood..."

(Supping deep of that sweet ichor and revelling in the sanguineous megrims my ophidian tongue has wrought...)

Tyrannic i am where the serpent dwells
The lissome embrace of the succubi
Like a wolf in the fold, red of tooth and claw
Enthroned beneath black nether skies

Tyranic i am where the serpent dwells
The lissome embrace of the succubi
Like a wolf in the fold, red of tooth and claw
Enthroned beneath black nether skies

"Such adoration bestowed upon me beneath the cryptic moon!"

Shadows stalk the viscid gloom
(Beware the) blades of the assassins;
The call of Ul-Yeh in the air
The crystal skull is shattered;
A veil of cloud about the moon
(Fevered) dreams of (trenchant) steel and fire;
Hearken to the slithering
The envenomed kiss of night.

Shadows stalk the viscid gloom
(Beware the) blades of the assassins;
The call of Ul-Yeh in the air
The crystal skull is shattered;
A veil of cloud about the moon
(Fevered) dreams of (trenchant) steel and fire;
Hearken to the slithering
The envenomed kiss of kight.

Tyrannic i am where the serpent dwells
The lissome embrace of the succubi
Like a wolf in the fold, red of tooth and claw
Enthroned beneath black nether skies

Tyrannic i am where the serpent dwells
The lissome embrace of the succubi
Like a wolf in the fold, red of tooth and claw
Enthroned beneath black nether skies

The Imperator of the Night:
Thus Spake the Chronicle of Shadows:
"Such adoration bestowed upon me beneath the cryptic moon!"

"Ah... The sepulchral throng of tortured souls, supine before the pitiless evil of the abyss... Caressed by ululant lotus-stained tongues..."

Shadows stalk the viscid gloom
(Beware the) blades of the assassins;
The call of Ul-Yeh in the air
The crystal skull is shattered;
A veil of cloud about the moon
(Fevered) dreams of (trenchant) steel and fire;
Hearken to the slithering
The envenomed kiss of night.

Shadows stalk the viscid gloom
(Beware the) blades of the assassins;
The call of Ul-Yeh in the air
The crystal skull is shattered;
A veil of cloud about the moon
(Fevered) dreams of (trenchant) steel and fire;
Hearken to the slithering
The envenomed kiss of night.

(Behold the true purity of that which lurks concealed beneath the mantle of shadow, and let the deluded, debauched sybarites flee in terror from that darkness which they profess to embrace!)

On the wings of a charnel wind i return;
As the temples of flaccid piety burn;
Caressed by the ululant lotus-stained tongues...

On the wings of a charnel wind i return;
As the temples of flaccid piety burn;
Caressed by the ululant lotus-stained tongues...

"Beyond the spheres of light and darkness,
Beneath distant pallid stars,
I bring the iridescent glimmer of forbidden truth,
Seared in the crucible of blasphemy..."

For amorphous they come
Steeped in the fetor of ten thousand years...
Abhorrent colossi spawned from the sinistrous cosmic spheres!

"And ecstasy shall reside in the inexorable culmination of this sublime nightmare...!"

For amorphous they come
Steeped in the fetor of ten thousand years...
Abhorrent colossi spawned from the sinistrous cosmic spheres!

Shadows dance at my bidding!
Demons execute my every whim!

"And upon their tongues, vile secrets so terrible sweet madness is a redolent balm...!"

Shadows dance at my bidding!
Demons execute my every whim!

The Imperator of the Night:
"(Rejoice and) revel in the triumph of the dark":
"I shall glut the maw of that ineffable nameless evil which lurks forever in the soul of man, for so it is written in the Chronicle of Shadows!"