The biting grip of eternal frostbite engulfs into your very core, a savage punishment that ceases. Every fiber of your body becomes frozen, ensnared in a lifeless landscape of ice.

• Manifestations include: intense tingling
• Spread: The frostbite grows, infiltrating upon your organs.
• Treatment: Few options exist, and those that do guarantee only a fragile hope.

Follower of the Abyss

The course to darkness is paved with ceremonies. An acolyte of the Abyss meanders this shadowed path, embracing the nothingness' cold. They serve the ancient entity that dwells in the depths of existence, a god of absolute power.

• Motivated by a desire for knowledge, they forsake the truth of mortals, choosing the chaos.
• His/Her spirit craves to unite with the Abyss, a fate that is both horrifying.

Serpents Rule the Obsidian Heavens

Across the enormous expanse of the obsidian skies, a legion of serpents reigns its power. Their scales gleam the twilight hues of the cosmos, and their eyes blaze with an ancient understanding. They glide through the void, their shapes ever-shifting, a awe-inspiring spectacle.

Their control extends far beyond the obsidian heavens. Legends speak of their ancient pact with forces both benevolent, and their intents remain a puzzle.

Awe courses through the veins of those who witness their presence. For within their scales lies a wisdom that surpasses mortal grasping.

Where Darkness Dances and Nightmares Dream

A chill wind howls through twisting branches of a solitary oak, its leaves trembling like spectral wings. Underneath the canopy, a spectral curtain clings to the ground, muffling all but the rasp of unseen things. Here, within this forsaken place, reality fades and the veil between worlds trembles.

Listen closely, for even now, darkness writhes and ghosts wail their ancient songs.

Black Metal Liturgy: A Descent into Darkness

Within the obsidian depths, where shadows coil and the icy breath of winter penetrates, lies the ceremony of Black Metal Liturgy. A descent into unhallowed realms where the profane embraces the darkness, yearning release from the shackles of meaningless existence.

The air crackles with a palpable energy as hymns of dissonance rise from unseen throats. Screaming copyright of rebellion, the participants drown into a state of primal obsession, their forms bathed in the sinister light of flames that devour all traces of sanctity.

• {Ancientglyphs carve their secrets into the very fabric of reality.
• Forbidden knowledge through the ages, echoing in the empty skulls of those who dare to listen.
• The veil between worlds shatters, revealing glimpses of abysmal horrors.

Black Metal Liturgy is not merely music; it is a ritual into the heart of darkness. A communion with the shadows, a declaration of all that isforbidden.

Chthonic Hymns for the Unholy Rites

In the heart of this black death metal profane realm, where corruption thrives, we assemble to summon the ancient powers that throne in the chthonic realms. With crimson voices, we chant orations of power, a symphony of desolation that shatters the barrier between worlds.

• Our sacrifice flows like rivers of crimson
• The air crackles with unholy energy
• Before us a chasm of darkness beckons

Let our chants become the very heartbeat of this unholy ritual.