Gleam of the Golden Torches and Immolation in the Black Fire

Extravasated through the needle of the eye The soul who thirsts hungers for masochism Breathing its hot sweat all down To fulfill the worming vision So sacrificed yet still not sufficed The will to behold the broken hourglass Beyond the ice Don’t blink twice Monks among the mice Hungry for the Emmental-all stories of lies Skin tissue like deciduousness In the equatorial summer heat O, Wax man made of sand Gaze before The starry daylight The mirror reflects The mirage of reality Gray assault Evil bread A broken promise Deflowers the dead Haunting choirs consternate Fish flowing in the supercritical sky Air and water, with fire converge Until all become one with earth Fists encapsulate the stardust The heart of steel, devolved to rust Trireme in the middle of mirage Sailing from carbonized fingers Drifter on the forbidden earth Know the maroon moon By the star of the north Just a pebble in the cosmos Cerulean and chartreuse Viridian mixed with puce Screaming ears tasting tears Swiftly evaporated Like the dew of deserting hope On the hydrophobic mind Sobriquet, memory engulfed Blood on the eye of glass Master of the strings Composite of humours Among other things. Morendo… (in the key of the DEAD). “The night a darkness came to be A memento of my hatred for the living Remember you must die, memento Mori Blood red sky, moon, the salt of the earth, striving. Fall deep into the abyss of the eyes of melancholy and lost hope Sinking deeper into sands of time suffocating you deeply Wash yourselves with the quenching tears of the firmament Incense cleanses your body and mind Astrally, the continent is drifting deeper beyond the sky. Capricornus, Capricorn, goat horns manifested in constellational madness drifting deeper into its own insanity Order into chaos, it is, and not the other way! Submit your will to Satan's entropy! Deep in sin lies the serpent's skin As black as any Nightfalle Temptation as above, so below So Below is now the above! Wake the winged creatures from their infernal slumber! The orchids grow from a ground deep with hatred Soil rich with misanthropy of the fire The uncaring flames gestate the flowers In infernal symphony, beneath imperial spires I've found myself masquerading a queen More powerful than time Lilith, her name is I drink her passion like wine! The summer brought anguish to the Ravens Whose eyes telescopic foresaw the tide Turning the sign Under the moon's eye. As black as any Nightfalle is the contempt of the microcosm Doomed harbinger In the words of false prophets whose tongues bacterially decompose Evil The word of infernal eternity It conducts the sweetest symphony As black as the nightfall before me. The sun, The stars, Turning black... Such Quenching supremacy. Fear the triangle of 6! Numerological malevolence! Such flames were meant to be adorned By one beneath the sign of Capricorn Chariots of hell emerging and disappearing Light of a candle The candleshadow As above so below Doom to Purity Pure hatred Sadist Of time and all who coterminously oblige Torment is found in the luster of the sword and dagger My altar Red as blood And black as any Nightfalle Ultimate Will of the sacrifice Their blood for his worship Their power for his glory Crushed will of god Defeat of the sabbath. Comatose, A lie Told many times Shall die. Golden moonlight from a crimson sky The moon twinkling in the eyes Of the mountain tops. Heaven usurped The victory of the curse Black magic awakening Ride the dragon's wings. Yearning For a nightfall so black, Incantation Evoked Our Might and Glory once lacked. Whispering willows Weeping Can their call Betroth the wind spirit? Dreams of the incubus Dominion of dreams The nightmare Terrorized! The stories thus foretold As black as any Nightfalle Will turn your souls As black as the night's call.”