Incantation Songtext
von Ascaris

Now is the twilight, when mortal things subside
Now is the apex, embrace of time and tide
Held in the shadow, the mind informs the hand
Scoring the silence with rhythms of the damned

Drink deep the curling smoke
And call in turn into the mists
Beckon the coming storm
Wine in your mouth and iron at your wrists

Witness the end made flesh
Witness malevolence
As slick and ancient tongues
Incant the filth of ages
An epoch built on death
And crowned in reverence
Submit to majesty
As all around the maelstrom rages


Weep not for Tellus, child
That dismal husk that we disdain
Come carve a finer world
Inflict your will in litanies of pain

Now is the sermon, the podium ascend
Address the masses, inspire them to descend
Into the shadow where bitter shapes entwine
Their flesh ecstatic the feast on which we dine

Witness the end made flesh
Witness malevolence
As slick and ancient tongues
Incant the filth of ages
An epoch built on death
And crowned in reverence
Submit to majesty
As all around the maelstrom rages

What form will manifest
Summoned at our behest
Symbols upon its breast
Draw near a final rest
Incantation