Thalarion - I Am... lyrics

I am the throne in the foot I am the blur in the sight I am the worm at the root I am the thief in the night I am the rat in the wall The lepper that leers at the gate I am the ghost in the hall Herald of horror and hate I am the rust on the corn I am the smut on the wheat Laughing man's labor to scorn Weaving a web for his feet I am canker and mildew and blight Danger and d**h and decay The rot of the rain by night The blast of the sun by day I warp and wither with drouth I work in the swamp's foul yeast I bring the black plague from the south And the leprosy in from the east. I rend the flowers from the hemlock boughs Wine stepped in the petals of dooms Where the fat black repents drowse I gather the upas blooms I have plumbed the northern ice For a spell like frozen lead In lost grey fields of rice I have learned from mongol dead. Where a bleak black mountain stands I have looted grisly caves I have digged in the desert sands To plunder terrible graves Never the sun goes forth Never the moon glows red But out of the south or the north I come with the slavering dead I come with hideous spells Black chants and ghastly tunes I have looted the hidden hells And plundered the lost black moons. There was never a king or priest To cheer me by word or look There was never a man or beast In the blood-black ways I took There were crimson gulfs unplumbed There were black wings over a sea There were pits where mad things drummed And foaming blasphemy There were cast ungodly tombs Where slimy monsters dreamed There were clouds like blood-drenched plumes Where unborn demons screamed There were ages dead to time And lands lost out of space There were adders in the slime And a dim unholy face Oh, the heart in my breast turned stone And the brain froze in my skull But I won through, I alone And poured my chalice full Of horrors and dooms and spells Black buds and bitter roots From the hells beneath the hells I bring you my d**hly fruits.