Dynasties of Death - A Soulblight Gravelords Song | Warhammer Age of Sigmar | Vampires

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Lyrics:

When silver moons in silence weep
Upon the graves of kingdoms deep,
From umbral vaults the elder courts arise,
The crimson shades upon the skies.
In sepulchres of frost and stone,
There arise the legions forever their own,
And through the hush of starless breath
Advance the Dynasties of Death.

(The Dynasties!)
(O Dynasties!)
For in the hush where mortals wane,
Their reign is forged in night and pain.
Through veils of death and sovereign pride,
The dead march at their side.

(The Dynasties!)
(O Dynasties!)
O Dynasties of Death, ascend on steps of bone,
Your thrones of dusk endure where lesser kings are thrown.
(The Dynasties!)
(O Dynasties!)
Let mortals tremble 'neath your sable grace—
The Gravelords come to claim their rightful place.
(The Dynasties!)
No dawn shall save your faltering breath;
(O Dynasties!)
All bend before the Dynasties of Death.

By ancient blood the curse was wrought,
The sovereign hunger, it's never enough.
The firstborn queens and lords of dread
Whose whispered law through ages led.
In halls where moonlit tapestries are spread,
Their noble courts walk ever with the dead.
And through the realms their heralds glide
To bind the night to vampire pride.

(The Dynasties!)
(O Dynasties!)
The wolf-blooded stalk with feral grace,
Their howls enthroned in ancient ways.
The monstrous scions, twisted by despair,
Unfurl the shapes no daylight dares to bear.

(The Dynasties!)
(O Dynasties!)
O Dynasties of Death, ascend on steps of bone,
Your thrones of dusk endure where lesser kings are thrown.
(The Dynasties!)
(O Dynasties!)
Let mortals tremble 'neath your sable grace—
The Gravelords come to claim their rightful place.
(The Dynasties!)
No dawn shall save your faltering breath;
(O Dynasties!)
All bow before the Dynasties of Death.

Rise, ye hosts of hollow gaze and withered frame,
Answer the call of everlasting name.
Steel and death, and death and steel;
Before the hordes the mortal world shall reel.
And in the courts where silence hymns the rites,
The sanguine chalice brims with stolen might.

(The Dynasties!)
(O Dynasties!)
O Dynasties of Death, let tempest choirs proclaim
Your sovereign darkness, sealed in flame.
(The Dynasties!)
(O Dynasties!)
From crypt to throne, lineage stands unshaken—
By night enthroned, by blood awakened.
(The Dynasties!)
No dawn shall breach the bounds of dark breath;
(O Dynasties!)
The world belongs to the Dynasties of Death.
(The Dynasties of Death!)

And when the final star is shorn from heaven’s dome,
Their cadence echoes still, demanding more.
For in the void where mortal hopes fall deaf,
Eternal reign the Dynasties of Death.