The Rise of a Fallen Angel
A dark hand reaches through the black mirror
A seductive, whispering voice calling my name
A divine woman dressed in nightly colors
Invites me to join her immortal game.
Caught in her spellbinding eyes
Trapped in her perilous web of dark desire
As the sun descends she kisses my fragile neck
Draining me slowly, bind me in eternal blood-slavery.
In the depths of death I shall find life
In the shadows of pain I seek refuge
Covered in blood I tremble with fear
In the darkest darkness I find my self.
Making me a superior creature of darkness
A slave to the Fallen Angel and blood
The blood is the life and life I desire
Oppressed desires rising to take control.
Welcomes the darkness inside of me
A growing hunger that is still unknown
Hunting beneath the moon like nocturnal prey
Drawn by the sweet scent of warm blood.
Entwined in mist we embrace the night
Hunting and draining the blood of the weak
Hidden in the dark forest I mount her in lust
And plug my filthy seed inside.
Entwined screams of despair and pleasure
Break a silence as heavy as led
An ecstatic climax is finally reached
As the waxing moon turns bloodly red.
"I look above and find an empty sky
The stars and the moon are no longer there
Never again will the sun ascend
The Fallen Angel has arised.
Arise - Satan leave your grave
Chanting hymns to honour our Lord
Under the starless sky entwined in evil lust
We embrace the murderous breeze and invoke the nameless one."
Darkness has swallowed the earth for eternity
Terror rules in anarchistic villages
Satanic tyranny unites the lost souls
And combine them in one evil union.
"Lord Clavier"