Unsolemn

Another soul has been affixed to mine
 The nithing's curse was achieved of my design
 Obsidian allure coursing through his veins
 His tepid mind collapses from the pain
 My will becomes his will
 Plunder the tombs marked with ash and with bone
 My will becomes his will
 Bring me the means to usurp the Lord's Throne
 Unsolemn realm,
 Black as pitch and slate
 Unfurling Netherscape,
 The Divine, your air mutates
 The blazing pits of coal,
 Any light,
 The fog negates
 His son has joined me now
 And when he reads from the book
 I will walk the earth again
 There have been many times
 Over dozens of years
 Where I've drain a soul
 Engorging my necrosphere
 None could abate my desire to breed
 Malcontent in their hearts,
 For in my foot steps they'd lead
 I'd lead them down
 A covenant born of hatred and empty vows
 Pledging their filthy lifeblood to me in vain
 Never to see their beloved dead again
 The path I lead
 To those bereaved
 Prey on the weak
 My foul technique
 Unsolemn realm,
 Black as pitch and slate
 Unfurling netherscape,
 My essence will yield shape
 Obsidian mist enshroud
 Over stirring seas
 Ashes ride the breeze
 His will becomes My will
 His heart's been seared by pure black hate
 Soon I will take form and ascend.