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