The Ritual Lyrics

The gusting winds, smell of the trees. I know what lives here & I fear it well. Purgatory, extended
life at the cost of the screams of those who are sacrificed. Kneel before it, bastard son of Loki we do not say it's name out loud. One of the Jötunn it breathes nightmares to my dreams & horrific visions. Reign of a monstrosity, a dark grotesque god. Abomination, the Moder, silhouette of a colossal. Bow down. Multilimbed, severed torso, fusioned mammal, half man. I see survival is futiled in it's desecrated land. Escape I will not find. Kneel or impalement. Worship me. Immortal aging. Live with me tortured endlessly. I am Moder.