[I.]
mistress lilith, the master of fear
let me die, a release from
the original sin
in the lowest place i am buried... dark and cold
but the time has come... shall we all be damned?
[II.]
i
saw the most inhuman rite
obsessed fanatics, entranched by voodoo
spells
raptured feast, supper
ritual of descent, sodomize the
sanctities
[III.]
i feel the need of the dream
i
whispered to imagine the warmth
i drowned in the whirlpools of deadly
conflicts
[IV.]
in the lowest place i am buried... dark and
cold
isolated, i can't see the light... born but buried
the moon of
sorrow, she has its darkland... banshee of doom cry
bonded by hate, raped
by greed, with misery and pain
[V.]
i drain my blood for all
sins... darkness, he has seen my end
i shed my body for all beggars...
decayed in the ground
...feel no mercy, i prostrate
marching
shadows, awakening of the void... may god have mercy on us
in the eden of
the damned i saw an illusion... or was it a truth?
there is nothing but
butchery in my vision
[VI.]
the time has come... death only
knows
the gate of hell awaits beyond the realm of humanity
fate has
decreed that blasphemy should be done
all of us will be butchered by the
hands of glory
restless torment, no return
echoed in the voices of
insanity
isolated, a can't see the light
made extinct by the void
of obscurity
[VII.]
they collapse in helplessness
i
know i am the messiah so i must subject them all with tortures
restless
torment, no return
echoed in the voices of insanity
born but
buried, i can't see the light
a am made immortal by the obscurity