Lords Of The Black Stone

Deep in the chasm the blackest light calls
For the coming of a new breed of lords.
This testament to the imperial sun
Would blind the eyes of the impure.

With this stone we encompass
The power to live in death.
Inspire our libations in others
In the name of our sun.
I can see beyond the veil for the stars are in my favor.

Let the candles interrupt the darkness.
Let the flame consume the word.

A hereditary ritual housed in darkness
The strength of the blood, the triumphant will
Are and forever shall be one.