Beast Conjurator - The Nameless Kult (Rehearsal Version) NEW SONG!

Rehearsal recording for "The Nameless Kult". Song to be released on the upcoming debut full-length. LYRICS: Dwellers of this old place Gather for the Festival To awake horrors without name The rites of my ancestors Hooded figures climb the hill The procession reaches the frayed church Gliding to the moldy chambers Down through the caustic tombs Descending forever Until the core of this addled land Disgusting warped creatures Whirling into the air Sneaking from the tunnels Out of its putrid lair I can hear the chanting growing And above the husky talk The ominous heavy footsteps Of things that should not walk Nitrous fire of leprous flame Viscid River with mephitic stench Keys to unlock a nameless threat Invoked now by the faceless folk The spells were cast again To bring forth madness and pain The final gate for human doom This is the rite of Yule!