I am the gate, the key and the way

Deliver fulfilment through passionate pain

Such wonderous sights you will admire

Appreciate my desciplined desire



I'll reap your sorrow slowly

Inherit all experience

Perception and its conquest

Recieve acqaintance absolute

In pleasures of the flesh

In essence of the most damned order

Of black configuration

Dark miracles that lie beyond

The thresholds of sensation



My liquid shadow seeping through

Penetrating every pore

Evasion of the blackest truth

To create the purest form

Let me free you from your carnal cage

To restructure your imperfect shape

Your lack of order does demand

The complex labour of my hands



I shall fill your curios mind

Through your empty and joyless eyes

I'll force your instincts open wide

To feel indulgence deep inside



You to me are everything

O splendour of demise

Transcendence of the dark design

So simple but precise

Infinite is my holy art