Lyrics - And Lo, When The Imperium Marches Against Gul-kothoth by Bal-sagoth


Then
Dark
Sorceries
Shall
Enshroud
The
Citadel
Of
The
Obsidian
Crown
CHAPTER 1:
THE
VOYAGE
OF
THE
SORCERER???
THE
WIZARDS
OF
VYRGOTHIA:
Darkly bejewelled circlet of night,
Crown of the
Elder
King,
Unfettered at last the
Trinity of
Might,
The sceptre, the sword, and the ring.
THE
SORCERER:
I stand upon the oaken planks of this great ship,(the splendid flagship of the
Imperium's navies)
Gazing at moon-gleam dancing on the vast, dark sea...(
And in my mind
I behold) black crystals gleaming...ensorcellment!
I am enthralled by this nighted spell...
For
I know that the slumbering sorceries
Of the
Shadow-
King's crown shall soon be reawakened...
And as
I return to my emperor(shackled to such woefully grim tidings),
My spirit is borne upon the leathern wings of a great sorrow...
CHAPTER 2:
THE
MARCH
OF
THE
IMPERIUMTHE
EMPEROR:
Call forth the
Ogre-
Mage of the
Black
Lake
And the
Swordmaster of
Kyrman'ku,
Let them speak the
Words
Which
Unfetter...
Enshrined for countless centuries,within its darksome citadel,
Five score and ten against the
Tiger,(curse) the black crown of the
Shadow-
King!
By all the dark gods,
I swear
I'll not be dethroned!
A seething forest of blackened blades,
A churning sea of ebon war-chariots,
A searing storm of flaming shafts,
All this havoc and more shall
I unleash against my foe...
Into battle!
The
Legion shall march...the fall of
Gul-
Kothoth is nigh!
The
Legion of the
Ebon
Tiger...six thousand elite warriors of the
Imperium,the pride of the
Emperor's forces...
Bolstered by heavy cavalry,and a squadron of deadly scythed chariots...further reinforced by the
Imperial
Frontier
Armyof one hundred thousand highly trained spearmen and archers...and never has this force met its match in battle or siege...
BAALTHUS
VANE:
Our banner flies ever glorious,undefeated we stand, steeped in victory.
The
Iron
Phalanx, six thousand strong,our ever-honed blades, the
Tiger's gleaming claws.
Pride of the
Empire,
Scourge of the
Vraii,
Masters at
Turonium, and
Kai-
Vorg.
Smiters of the
Southern
Host,
Routers of the
Horde,
Bane of the
Over-
King, we march to war!(
To be continued in
Chaper 3:
The
Wizards
Do
Battle)

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