Cult of Blackgarden Video (MV)

From poisonous whispers in the mist-filled alleyways of Akinvar
You've heard tempting word of a life-force that will never stop
If you could just tap into it just a little bit

Now you stand before Blackgarden gates the only way to get in
Side is as acolyte with blackened robe and mask of moss and rotten skin
Soon you will see this was but to be your first sacrifice

Blood moon shines above; an ominous sign; death is soon to be imminent
Rot altar is placed, filth dagger is raised, yours is the hand that holds it
Sweet, innocent life is now placed before you

Strike (with all your might), Kill (enforce sacrifice), Let there be
Life (dark, twisted life); Summon (watch them arise) the rotborn
Swarm, let it seethe, fester and breed, feed on us all

Now you bare the mark of our god
Now you are truly a rotborn

You question the sense of life for other life
They say prioritize life that brings new life
These lives are worth less than the worms that crawl below

Everyone agrees; how can the statement be false?
The prophet has spoken the words of Xeni-Xa
Let there be death, draw your last breath rotborn one

Now you bare the mark of our god
Now you are truly a rotborn

Now you see that you must die
So that there may be new life
A minor sacrifice for eternity
Of bliss on your soul

Now you bare the mark of our god
Now you are truly a rotborn

(Xeni-Xa)

Die
Become one
With decay
Rearise
Chosen by
Rotborn god
Xeni-Xa