High on sanguine wine
I ride at the side of the horse of might
Across the landscape, both forest and hillside
Those that value their life beware the sight
The hunt unending
Lust for bloodletting
The black hand of negation is the bow
Crossing your path
On the d**hbed of your kin
The cold of the underworld
Now coursing underneath your skin
Meeting eyes with the dead, you've welcomed this in
Whether on coldest night or in a lover's arms
There is one reckoning upon which depend
Dragged from slumber
A legend of vengeance and doom
Awake in the marshland
Reaping elder on foot and infant in womb
In pride and folly
You've stirred what should have been left
No mark of protection
Can slow what comes for you from the depths
With hunt unerring
Undying visceral lust
The black jaws have opened to swallow your soul
Down through darkness
Through the timeless invincible black
When entropy smothers
There is no way back
Crossing your path
On the d**hbed of your kin
The cold of the underworld
Now coursing underneath your skin
From out the treeline, phantasmic hate
From the grasp of terror there is no escape
Smashed by the hammer, crushed under hoof
This d**h curse forever unearthed