Lyrics Surging Throng of Evil's Might - Superstition

Under darkling sky
Gorge blood with sullen beasts
Charnel plane where all must die
Festering brood ascend to feast

Rise from the corpse-swelled deep
Masters unkind wake from deathly sleep
Harken, bestial lure of feeble skin
Rotting clangor and hideous din

Surging throng of evil's might
Terminus horde, unholy hand of demise
Scorched vision's necrotic sight
Consume, darkness alight with hungry eyes