Lyrics Black Miasma - Lantern

In the swamp by the lakeside
In the leaden skies' unrest
A heart lay solely beating
At an eldritch behest

Listen them sing when the moon's ablaze!

Where sombre trees bow grandly upon dark gates of moss
He reached out for a secret that should have remained lost

...He hailed his grave

Heed this tale of him who heard the lunatic refrain
Now consumed by the black earth - never to be seen again

From his dying womb his foul remembrance crawled the firth
A roiling plague, his shadow thick - miasmal afterbirth

Black miasma over fields of red

Condemned to contain the virulent curse in him;
His asylum inside the lungs of townsmen

Black death to make them revel and sing
A hundred-voice hymn dying

Spawning from the water
Stirring from the spring of bones
Leaking from the cracks of earth
The pestilential fog enthroned

In the echoes of their dying chant
In the dirges of their souls nearing death
At the dawn of their new renaissance
Lowered lies the conqueror's wreath

Black death over fields of red

...And their chant goes on and on and on...