Limbonic Art behind the mask obscure

In distance from the light I redeem my gloria
In darkness I have sights a high esteemed fantasia
In hellfire and damnation my undead soul walk the land
Throught the endless mist of time
Im born to darkened adventures
retailed in life obscure
Seasons they rise and fall
I have seen throught them all
With harsh evil prophecies
I gave birth to inhumanity