Between the lies, our dead language tongues

Before the dawns, our hearts they shall hunt

The smell of blood excites the nostrils

At first cut, the sanguinary worship of red



Spraying punctures, a sight so divine

Clutching her carcass, face frozen in time

A distorted dialect for the draining of veins

To the flooding of bed sheets with sick crimson rain



A warped diction of scriptures befouled

Traditions steeped within disgraces reviled

Father, unholy one, to your night realm, we bow

Nocturnal majesty, sworn to black we'll always be



Damnation's diction, a deadly disclosure

Our poisons in their goblets drip

How perfectly hideous, so eloquently scribed

Each scripture so skillfully sick



Parchments scabbed over with plasmatic prose

Prophesize permanent night

The words of sheer blackness paint ebony my soul

And bestow me with infernal might



A warped diction of scriptures befouled

Traditions steeped within disgraces reviled

Father, unholy one, to your night realm, we bow

Nocturnal majesty, sworn to black we'll always be

Hatred and persistence destined to see

A complete eclipse of that hated sphere, the sun



By the light unspoken

This language of brutality

Enraptured, I have become unholy

Night's arms welcome me



Nocturnal majesty, sworn to black we'll always be

Hatred and persistence, destined to see

A complete eclipse of that hated sphere, the sun