Testo di An Ode To The Bringer Of Chaos

The night is our dawn - bestow us Thy spell Allow us to comprehend the august wisdom of Hell With insanity Thou have besmeared my mind Come forth, Thou art the father of our kind The agitator behind the walls of flames Behold these instruments of vengeance Curse forever this light-raped dimension Embrace it to death with Thy tyrannic ascension Crushing the skull of christ out of pure delight Grievance is the reward of this world forlorn The hellburn inside, guiding me to the pit and beyond Thy grasp squeezes my soul and never lets me go With a perverted smile upon our lips we observed The enemy bemoaned in the nectar of a dying world... Satan, Thou art to spill the wine of suicide Master, Thou art the razor upon their throats As marionettes of death in the arms of Mammon Or like flesh torn by the unhallowed dragon Malignant visions unfold, Thy age has begun Darkness is ours for Thy flame became our sun