Vampyrum Spectrum

What must we do, Lord Zots, to kill the sun? Praise be unto Him! He who craves The sacrifice A hundred hearts A fitting price The jaguar, feathered serpent, and the pale, unblinking eyes Bat-God, Lord of Death, long ago banished from the skies From below he whispers in my ears What must we do, to kill the sun? Lord Cama Zots! Who promises To crown me king And total darkness With him bring I stretch my wings to him, he heals my seeping wounds The scars left by the lightning strike that should have been my doom With blessed darkness in my lungs I fly As the final piece is placed In the stone that holds our fate Behold what must be done The Vampyrum will soon soar Beneath the outspread wings of Zots Abysmal canopy Within me, he flows Voxcaco, hark my commands Pray tell, what must we do To erase the sun To kill the cursed light of day Direct us in your name To reign punishment Upon the weak Slice apart the skin The ritual begins Bring forth the flesh! Nocturna, hark my battle cry I carve my name into the eye Of the sunlit world At last I feel my wings unfurl Oh Sister, feel my hate A hundred hearts my hunger sate The blood runs As I feast upon your sons And man shall suffer too His dominance I shall undo The time has come The blissful dawn of Vampyrum Resting in the stars Nocturna heals her scars Mother of the sky Her echoes never die So this is what we’re for Manipulated, weaponized for war To carry flame Do not forsake us in this foreign land Protect us Do not let human blades dissect us The promise is but ashes in our lungs Her light hidden by the smoke that smears the sky Down the steps of the pyramid of death A crimson carpet flows Welcoming their God We pray that it is not too late Nocturna, listen to my plea I hope you still watch over me Don’t let us die As the final piece is placed In the stone that holds our fate Behold what must be done The Vampyrum will soon soar Beneath the outspread wings of Zots A light-less canopy Pray tell, what must we do To erase the sun To kill the cursed light of day Direct us in your name To reign punishment Upon the weak Slice apart the skin Ritual begins Bring forth the flesh