In the nights of a Black Moon…
Desert drenched with blood. Life-wine stains the altars.
Grim & morbid women, children and men.
Eating human flesh. In sacrifice!

In the days of no Sun…
And in the places under earth and stone
where the sunlight has never been!!!
Darkness!!! Darkness!!!!!!

Cannibal tribes
evil in heart
sacrifices
of human flesh!

The Ancient Days are not too far behind
for the Ancient Ways to be upheld and revived.

Alas! Poor human beings.
Betrayed by a blind & naïve trust
in the brotherhood of man…
Rendered naked, helpless… lifeless – DEAD!!!!!
by the cannibal tribesmen who worship fuckin’ DARKNESS.
And sacrifice and eat living human flesh!!!
Skinning babies alive…
Tearing the flesh of the others
with their sharpened teeth,
daggerish jaws of BRUTALITY!

They are a curse in the soul of humanity,
a spear in the heart of their god.
…Of Cannibal Tribes Worshipping Darkness
In their dreams, the darkness never ends.
…Of Cannibal Tribes Worshipping Darkness
And of bloodflow in the jungle,
of tortured screams in the wind,
stifled by brutal death.
Corpselike silence entails.

…Of Cannibal Tribes Worshipping Darkness,
as witnessed by a rare survivor
with sharp eyes and keen hearing,
and many messengers.
Maybe like Tarzan.
But he’s not the only barbaryan!

We have seen!
Hear us speak!
… Of Cannibal Tribes Worshipping the DARKNESS!!!!!!!!