A Hill To Die Upon - Heka Secundas (On Slithering Ice)


Aphelion! Hail beyond the halls of time
To vast wastes of ice and Alluvial mass
Logos! Ad Pathos! So be it ever after
Thy souls themselves are bringers of disease

Chaos, satyr, servant of stymphalian rage
And that hideous truth that saileth from beyond
Io, lycanthropy! Bare thy claws and fangs
Time shall ever call they name

Ad infinitum

The hand of Gaia
The womb of mother ice
Borealis shines
And burns the will of man
Giants circle and roar
Heka Secundas!

I hath prayed for strength
And my hell is here
And my hell is real

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