Under a veiled and lucid moon

bearing shades of crimson

Oceans of blood wane through it

It casts creeping shadows

upon the frost ridden earth

Amongst the worms

I arise from my sepulcher

dreams of blood and flame elude me

Again, the visions that came

show light vanquished

from the planes which I walk

A maze is woven of dire despair

and suffocating sorrow

innocent death, unable to satiate

desire to relinquish every impurity

from my being

I writhe in anticipation

Once numb to an undying

hunger with great haste

hatred of divinity grew unbearable

now for I am numb no longer

Death, the immortalizing winter, flew

Long ago, this wraith dwelled inside me

defiled by deceiving words that

enslave you to him

Soon to put to sleep

my blackened spirit thirsts for thee

Unleashing anger to transform

my pain into pleasure

Frozen eyes, no longer

shed sullen tears

an emptiness growing with every

dream of darkly paradise

churning clouds pour incessant

storms over these barren lands

desire overcomes me...

I invoke the darkness

From invocation came sin

where remorse was none

a hell which pure spirits

should not dwell