The Womb 가사

The darkness beckons, seductive creature and I awaken from slumber Enslaved by this addiction under winter's darkest moon Thrust outside into the cold by an insatiable craving And I head north into the woods, as I invite the chills: "Take control, sweet caress" I want to taste the dark, to feed on its chaos Across paths drenched in snow, navigating the decrepit labyrinth Clawed by thorns, I brave the blizzard in search of the archetype Trees tremble, choked in ice, shadows dance in mournful jubilee I reach the passing and out of the brush emerges the goat, our gazes meet And I fill with twisted prophecy, I collapse in sickness The cold is asphyxiating, the wretched trees whisper eulogies Between my final breaths, the goat whispered into my ear: "chaos shall prevail" Perhaps I will return someday, born from the womb of winter In a mockery of the son, the sweetest blasphemy As the chills traverse my spine, serpentine sensation, the sky is but an infinite void The cold is so vast, it permeates all, infinite in power It cradles me like a child and keeps watch like a shepherd Stay with me, oh dismal angel, until the darkness comes