The Living Dreams of a Dead God Lyrics

A withered figure sits on a throne of bone
in the frostbitten wasteland at the end of all time
he carved a path of blood and hateful destruction
with a hungry blade made of blackest midnight

Under the fading light of the last stars
sunken pale eyes gaze into the vast abyss

I have learned more wisdom than was ever forgotten
by hanging my soul from an old tree root-rotten,
in exchange for wretched necromantic black magick
I brought forth pestilence, sorrow, and endless death

Under the fading light of the last stars
sunken pale eyes gaze into the vast abyss

So I stand at the end of all time,
when the last embers fade away,
staring into the fetid singularity
but I shall remain

I shall remain