album: Lawless Darkness (2010)
track №3

- Reaping Death -

There is a place beyond the dreamworlds,
Past the womb of night,
Lying in wait, beyond the barriers of light,
Shunned by the living, cursed by the dead.
Here's no peace! Here's no peace!
None within, none without,
Skinned bare by daggers that never doubt,
Timeless in wisdom, unbound in might,
Holy Evil!
By trembling hands concealed,
Yet by fearless ones revealed
There the blood of Abel impregnates the soil
In which hungry darkness dwells and serpents coil,
So that plants may rise to bear the strangest [bad word] 
For all of ye that hunger!

Higher! [bad word] on you sons of fire,
Daughters of the black moon,
Practitioners of art most dire.
Dance! Dance!
In twisting, white-eyed trance,
Let us praise! The flowering darkness.
 [bad word] forth across the land of Nod ye wicked ones,
Ye who wear the mark and hold the [bad word] now, let us worship
At the womb of blasphemies.
Rivers of blood! Rivers of blood!
For the black earth's quenchless thirst
The offering must never cease,
Until the last man has been slain
Upon the altar of Mefisto.

Higher! Higher!
Let's set the night on fire!
Black moon bear witness to our rite,
Beneath the Devil's pyre.
Unchain, set free, the flames of the Adversary
Scorch the earth and devour all,
That sifted from the ashes be.

Hail! Hail!
Thou who makes the cosmos wail.
In anguish as we [bad word] the world
And sodomize the god that failed
Cain! Cain!
By thy blade let all god's men be slain!
Harvest now the [bad word] of Death and set the night aflame!

Again!

Fire!

Gather! Gather!
Raise of flames for so long scattered.
For aeons cursed, yet proud we stood,
Our liberation all that mattered.
It's time, It is time,
The bells of Armageddon chime!
Rejoice ye now, oh hungry ones,
Harvest time [bad word] ..