I have gone far beyond the pale  The invincible sun eclipsed and bound  Languid with absinthe, a muse I sought  From Demonic apparitions as pleasant deliverers    They ride the moon In echelon  The struggling souls, Seeking the spirit    For arcane ointments eerie secretions  Extracted from your dearly departed  Overwhelming malady, peculiar apparitions  Quis est iste qui venit?    There was music...religious  In a dark place where wrong birds fly  Dark, ropy liquid, entrap the potential  Offer the blood! OFFER THE BLOOD!    A dark current pulls  Cataclysmic forces enhance the view  I become the Dead and  Declare to the universe:    The wise one, star namer, decreeing the pattern  Apostate, Destroyer, dividing the poles, seed of rebellion  Warrior, Sun-king, providing the power, triumph of Sol  Nature transformed is the manifest goal    Yet, Reignes and Kingdomes  Crumble and fall Mortiferum, Mortiferum...