Chapter i: the invocator

[Wheghtor:]
"Simon the Starchild, the Chosen one, I am the Adversary, the king, my son.
Cast aside your Hesitation and summon the ghouls.
Invocate the Spirits of the long forgotten Souls.
Betrayal and denial, the Fuel to my fire.
The seed of darkness takes my power higher and higher"

He is the invocator, Lord of the Gate.
Hymn of the Dead will chant his fate.
The Prince of Flies has heard his cries... IA

[Wheghtor:]
"Overthrow the power, you've submitted to for ages, open up thy Gate,
Grant yourself the Wisdom by the Elder envisioned, open up thy Gate.

Let the darkest deceptions of unholiness unwind, and
Fill your soul, your body and your mind.
Inhale my spirit and with that the hatred of Millenniums.
Exhale and feel the Evil floating through your veins.
Believe in the Truth believe in me.
Believe in me and I shall be Your Destiny..."

His the Invocator, Lord of the Gate.
Hymns of the Dead will chant his fate.
The Prince of Flies has heard his cries... IA

[Wheghtor:]
"Overthrow the power, you've submitted to for ages, open up thy Gate,
Grant yourself the Wisdom by the Elder envisioned, open up thy Gate.
Go now."