album: Opus Diaboli (2012, live)
track №2

- 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 Horrors 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!