Wachtowers Of Darkness — Katharsis

Old but still growing Neither touched nor blocked Giants in the Shadows

The Watchtowers of Darkness.

Winged Spirits, Gargoyles black ghosts of terror in their top

Each one to manifest The Emperor's magnificient realm

... And in the Black Winds where the Stars die they melt your soul to grey light

Made to human kind as signs of everstriking power errected into the sky: ''For yet thou shalt learn of their meaning''

Being Guardians of Damnation they tremble not Cyclopic Rapists of the seven Suns

Mighty monolyths with the seal of Rur from a place where nothing dwells a place beyond time and sight

Somewhere far away roars a delirious, screaming madness Their eyes stare deadly with a frosty glow In the trance of aeons On titanic masterfields In the Evil Paradise etherical dance on the waves of a fiery holocaust the halos have perished and false art is mute deceased with no return in black wids of suffocation.