Enter the path to the realm below
Where evil sleeps and darkness grows
For you don't know where I've been
And you don't know what I've seen
You can't feel what I felt
And you can't go where I've dwelt
For I am the blood you bleed
And the death you'll see
I am the sign of Satan to bring forth the night
Infernal chanting - as the secrets revealed before my eyes
Lost for evermore, lost in nevermore
As I've wept one thousand tears
And dreamed one thousand dreams
Now here I stand, flesh and blood
My soul reflects a stream of ice
As your blood flows in the dark
Your fears are calling as I left my mark
So here's my confession
Yet far beyond expression
For I am death and I am birth
Your incarnated fear
And when you're dead you'll dream of me
Live in your illusions - die in your illusions
Restless throughout unseen dimensions I've wandered
Now I stand forth to challenge the laws of man and god
I'll rise the banner of the strong, for earth shall be mine
My hate are the stars, but soon they'll fall
Shivers herald an upcoming possesion
The urges to create set us ablaze
Demonic art sacrificed to the night
A monument of malicious sonority
The most precions gift for the everlasting cycle
For the beginning and the end
For the comprehensive darkness
For master Satan and ourselves
Millions of unsignificant existences
Exceeded by our tones supreme
Melodies older than mortality
Enormous as death itself
The chosen ones have command of the language
That needs neither mouth nor words
Our minost soul transformed into notes
We are element as well as entirety
So what is paradise if not hell
Souls of infidel men
Is a fertile soul
Like dusky forest grow
On fallen leaves
We draw the essence of mortal weakness
Holyness - the worst gift of light
Is long dead and gone
Buried by our sisters ages ago
Whilst the sun rapes the day
Grow borns below
Armoured and strengthened are the sons of the moon
And not blood keeps us alive
Souls of infidel men flow through our veins
One last silent scream
One last breath
The moment we appear from the shadows
To inhale another soul
Of an infidel men
Act I: Ritual
Red interludium of pain
Sacrifice for the vein of eternity
Battles of ages revealed to my third eye
Darkness' treasures as reward for my belief
I faint in final ecstasy
Surrender to the demon of war
Act II: Redemption
Proud and dauntless I stalk
Trough the gate of the nine seals
In the realm of perpetual divinity
A path is destined for me
Now, as I'm not blinded by gruesome lights of the past
I gaze into the distance and perseive my destination
For many a castle is obscurity
For me a palace of wisdom
Redeemed from mortal weakness, enlightened
Act III: Return
Every single christian monument
We lay in ruins
And sweep away the servants of the cross
We are the creators of the dark ages
The revival of forgotten century's eclipse
We rebuilt a sombre paradise out of the wasteland of God
I bear the millenium's pain
Pure indulgence as my mouth opens breathing death
Unreal revealed this imagination
A dream so real, a dream so deep
Turning me towards all mysteries
I see through the veil of darkness
And the mirror behind it reflects my fate
But the way is blocked - by sorrow
I scream into non-existing nothingness
And at last only silence remains
Oh, make every tear in my heart a lifetime in hell
Falling eternal through the pits of time
Into an abysmal womb of subcansciousness
Torn apart by the phenomenon of enlightenment
And here she was standing enrobed by mist
The spirit of venus
Chanting my name embracing my soul
The blood was freezing as I touched the flesh and ripped out her heart
A kiss which brought total eclipse
Unite us in pain
Unite us in blasphemy and lust
And join us through your devotion
Grant me deepest ecstasy under the watching autumn eye
That has guided me through all this year
And in the coldness of night I whisper the wildest dreams unto you
While I am shrouded by crystals of frosty dusk
And the everlasting winter embraces my heart with grief
This soil is dripping with the blood of angels
I can almost touch their hands through the ground
My eyes are filled with pride
For this land of the dead
Is the precious gift of my father
No mortal value can buy such a treasure
Which I cherish in my heart of hearts
Father - Satan with fangs stained in blood
Smile to my naive dreams
This unhallowed ground
Secret sanctuary of my thoughts
Where I walk hand in hand with death
Upon blood and soil
Oh, don't mind any pain - it gives me wisdom
My rage is my strength - it gives me might
But something inside me seems to be lost
Is there hope for the blood of live
Or will I always fly alone
Those who are in hell hallowed be thy name
This is for you who made me what I am
For the storm that tries to shake my roots
Is just the breath of the dying god who once ruled heaven
But he won't succed as long as I stand true to my ways
And even I am alone
I can't remember what I'm missing
Awakening although I thought I would never again
In a room with no begining or end
But for sure there is a centre
Nothing but vastness and an object of supreme magic
A mirror shaped as a pyramid
Black but still reflecting
My hands and arms but not my face
I'm watching myself moving towards this blasphemy
Attracted I float nearer and nearer
Trying to step aside but my journey ends behind the glass
A sea coloured red is awaiting me there
Everything is upside down
Am I destined to drown
Surfaces belong to other dimensions
Hell is above and heaven awaits far below
Deeper and deeper I sink and scream without sound
Unrealistic reality or a dream in the state of being awake
For sure this will be my greatest victory or my final defeat
If I am demon all the angels must die
Silent screams - beaten and torn
Sanctify - this life of scorn
Innocence withdrawn in fear
Night grows cold and twilight's near
But the light I see is none
Just a spectrum of unreal colours
Which appears before my eyes
For you neither to see, nor to feel
Shattered scattered - remnants of life
What can be extracted from nothing
What can be found within the emptiness
Within the emptiness from which I am fed
I deal in pain - all life I drain
Cherished - the grandeur of melancholy
Always and never - the skyline seems so unreal
If I had wings, would I be forgiven
If I had horns, would there be flames to show my cry
Laughing and crying - nothing remains
No future and no past
No one could foresee
The end has come so fast
And I reach my hand towards this ocean of despair
To grant my soul a lifetime in hell