Fallen souls brew turmoil
Yearning to finally arise
Releasing our desperate shreeks
Echoing our war-cry!

Plague of fantasies
The sandbox of the blind
Playground grave land
Imprisoning forgotten voices

Emerging from the fog
Stark force, so bleak!
Under scapes of chaos
Yielding our will to power

Deafening
Whispers

Plague, no more
Fantasies dissolve!
Emerge, now
Scream your whispers!

Whispers of the fallen
Deafening to the blind
Suffocating empty piety
Strangling their vanity

Plagues of fantasies
The catalyst of our force
To transcend the grave land
Breeding the awaken voices

Emerging from the shadow
Stark force, so bleak!
Under scapes of madness
Yielding our will to power

Deafening
Whispers

Fantasies, no more
Plagues wither!
Scream, now
Emerge with strength!

In tombs awaken
Chains ready to burst
Our force echoing
Tearing the silence

Thus echoed the whispers
Of the fallen ones
Yearning to reach
Enlightened scapes of darkness
Embrace it, submit within
Deliverance of the blind
Into the desert scapes of doom

Crushed tomb-prisons
Destroyed chains
Our force echoing
Tearing the silence

Plague, no more
Fantasies dissolved!

Emerge, now
Screaming whispers!

In tombs awaken
Chains ready to burst
Our force echoing
Tearing the silence

Thus echoed the whispers
Of the fallen ones
Yearning to reach
Enlightened scapes of darkness
Embrace it, submit within
Deliverance of the blind
Into the desert scapes of doom

Our breath of our rage
For aeons frozen in time
In the depths of solitude
Too long suppressed!

Deafening whispers
Voice of the legion!

When we are gathered
Their heaven shall burn
And our fall will come
Arising the legion!

Incarnate of nocturnal silence
Decreeing in blood and fire
The the incoming total death