De Vermis Mysteriis - High On Fire

De Vermis Mysteriis, awkward and curious

Anoesis has opened its face

Kathulos, conjurer, tests of pain

Hasturers, pupils of black show their faith

Wizards, Hypoborea, Craft of Khem

Torn of the acriment, write of their place

Winds of Zaar, origin traced, blue of skin

Nuclear phase takes a race lost in time

Lance of kings, string of hate, obsessed upon morals

And taint that obeys winds and kinds

Perpetrate, land affixed, Acheron escaping the scrolls

And a fate of their shrine

Long live traveler, winds now die

Dark place creature, destined night