Vampyrum Spectrum Lyrics

What must we do

Lord Zots, to kill the sun?

Praise be unto Him!

He who craves

The sacrifice

A hundred hearts

A fitting price

The jaguar, feathered serpent, and the pale, unblinking eyes

Bat-God, Lord of Death, long ago banished from the skies

From below he whispers in my ears

What must we do, to kill the sun?

Lord Cama Zots!

Who promises

To crown me king

And total darkness

With him bring

I stretch my wings to him, he heals my seeping wounds

The scars left by the lightning strike that should have been my doom

With blessed darkness in my lungs I fly

As the final piece is placed

In the stone that holds our fate

Behold what must be done

The Vampyrum will soon soar

Beneath the outspread wings of Zots

Abysmal canopy

Within me, he flows

Voxcaco, hark my commands

Pray tell, what must we do

To erase the sun

To kill the cursed light of day

Direct us in your name

To reign punishment

Upon the weak

Slice apart the skin

The ritual begins

Bring forth the flesh!

Nocturna, hark my battle cry

I carve my name into the eye

Of the sunlit world

At last I feel my wings unfurl

Oh Sister, feel my hate

A hundred hearts my hunger sate

The blood runs

As I feast upon your sons

And man shall suffer too

His dominance I shall undo

The time has come

The blissful dawn of Vampyrum

Resting in the stars

Nocturna heals her scars

Mother of the sky

Her echoes never die

So this is what we're for

Manipulated, weaponized for war

To carry flame

Do not forsake us in this foreign land

Protect us

Do not let human blades dissect us

The promise is but ashes in our lungs

Her light hidden by the smoke that smears the sky

Down the steps of the pyramid of death

A crimson carpet flows

Welcoming their God

We pray that it is not too late

Nocturna, listen to my plea

I hope you still watch over me

Don't let us die

As the final piece is placed

In the stone that holds our fate

Behold what must be done

The Vampyrum will soon soar

Beneath the outspread wings of Zots

A light-less canopy

Pray tell, what must we do

To erase the sun

To kill the cursed light of day

Direct us in your name

To reign punishment

Upon the weak

Slice apart the skin

Ritual begins

Bring forth the flesh