Faces Of Madness - Pantheons

Beyond the gate of the necropolis
The spectrum awaits to rise from the abyss
A thousand pillars remain there but unseen
The cold hyperborea wrecks dreams
Waiting for the titans' release
Watchers are caught in the beetween
Ravenous profecy will be fullfilled
What has been once shall forever be

Pantheons
Lord of lords, king of kings
Thirteen demons look down to you
Whispering curses and feeding on doom
Lord of lords, king of kings
Mephir the tophel spoke it's blasphemy

Babilon fell to be home of the filthy
The cyclone of fire and the landscapes so eerie
Cyaegha the hatefull amidst the lost stars
Beholder of power, maintainer of sin
Apear for the masses let chaos begin
Beyond the known, the void sings a song (with silence)
Singing along, slow we become... One with the void