Vide 
Ravens caw in reverence 
Anthems to the Welkin at dusk 
In celebration of the few 
The kin 
Beyond flesh 
Beyond words 
Those of the core 
Beyond gods 
As gods received 
I float among them 
On wings once broken 
Now gleaming black 
I share their song 
Of words unspoken 
Cries of the past 

In times of fiendish tempest 
Bloodlust turns against the coil 
Hungry for the fall 
I greet the pit 
Blind Savage 
Cursing Life 

Yet, at the moment of my final step 
The hands and golden chains are given 
Bidding me that which can not be deprived 
The bonds of [bad word] and unity 
Till the end 

Brethren and sisters of my circle 
I acclaim thee all 
When guiding stars are clouded and deranged 
Fear not to take my hand 

The bonds of [bad word] and unity 
As gods received 
Till the end