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