Stalkers of Athanasia
Pain Obscure depths in your vile mortality With sadness dwell on the borders of sanity When you’re reaching the end of all whats known, ….In pain And in remembrance of this world, you’re leaving your human throne Through the cosmic realms they call Those who pour the divine salts And You! The servants of brief supremacy Depart to be the living continuation To left all law Of realitiy, the rite begins With otherworldly fatal force Un-earthly source that feeds A mournful vicious need For the reign of towering fire Bring your rule to the land beneath! A lust for power For a dominion one cannot believe Soon it comes to it’s wretched end For reaching it’s own cold destiny When enchanted whispers From the certain vacuum of unbeing Capturing the great lords and masters They are hungry to make their claim for immortality Charon of styx Sail with us into your world Entering the gates of elysian halls Opening the golden seals Night of thy kingdom rules forevermore Hour of thy death brings the eternal force A nocturnal power Strikes down this cannot be! In tiring search for deathless dreams This grand glory died in lone misery At the rite of passage they howl: „Why can’t our reign live on?” As they leave their lifes highest summit In death they hunt for Aion’s lore Charon of Styx Sail with us into your world… below The angst from the void, lays the myth of a grotesque netherworld Uknown visions grow, as great ones fall to rot Entering the gates of elysian halls Opening the golden seals Night of thy kingdom rules forevermore Hour of thy death brings the eternal force For athanasia… …in afterlife rise! Legends shine since the ancient epochs With infernal might, manamde gods, stalkers of the infinite exsistence, they devour dimensions of time Leader, command the legions of the damned! March!
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026