Death's Cold Dark

De profundis mors advocat!
 The pact is sealed, crystallised
 Dark are the paths without return
 Ash and blood colour my world
 Ever downward winding steps spiraling to the utmost depths
 Where the sun is but a memory of a murdered dream

 As if emerged from the Abyss
 Evoked by his own tongue
 Antichrist, Devil's child
 Possessed by the night

 Through will unfettered in darkness
 Death was granted life
 The blind man was given sight
 And the fivefold star to shine forevermore
 As a flame within the heart
 Restlessly beckoning through
 The guilt and vanity of a world deaf to it's call

 To dare what's lit sole by the friar's lantern
 Through labyrinths so desolate and dark
 to travel far in solitude and silence
 'cross thornclad deserts vast
 To witness the erection of a temple
 At the place where order dies and chaos unfold
 It's tower shall lean out over the precipice
 Oh the wonder's those that mount it shall behold
 For there the waves of Absu smash the rocks of definition
 And feast upon them with erosive force
 Yes there the ancient giants of primordial waters
 Are hunting in the twilight near the shores
 And I am their son, my ribcage the shrine, my flesh the prison
 For my blood is their blood, my will is theirs
 Mine is the gift that shall conquer all fears
 See my glowing eyes reflect a heart that burns
 That in turn reflects the chasm for which it yearns

 He shall return to the Abyss
 Heeding his masters call
 Antichrist, Devil's child
 At one with the night

 Wordless without form in deepest depths,
 Yet most besung, most present and most high
 Thou wellspring from which horror's holy flow
 Through gates wide open
 Thou who placed these words of praise upon my lips
 The infant's cry and the rapist's sigh of joy
 The world has gone blurred but the road gets
 Ever clearer in search of thy burning kingdom