And the dark lord shall wipe all tears from her eyes   For he said unto me- it is done   I am Alpha and Omega   The beginning and the end   I will give freely unto him   That is athirst of the fountain of the water of life   Le Messe Noir- To deep without waking   From the dream of brief life   To become as one with the   Harbinger of truth and balance   Purity and sensuality   In the palace of perversity   To call the names   Of the gods of the abyss   Without fear   To be one with the father   Offered thrice to Baphomet   Spirit of unholy progress   I am compelled to obey the beast inside   And the faces in the scrying glass   Gazing back- Choronzon   The guardian of the pit   The sintinel of the abyss   And the nameless- formless   They wait- great wings furled   Eager to be summoned   Invisible we stalk the night   Only through divine angles   Impossible angles   Are we seen among you   Revered devils of enlightenment   Deathless ones   I will become as one with them   I will look into your eyes   Angel