The candle still burns into the veil of night
Ripping through the darkness like a hymen torn
This light is Lucifer's torch, flickering in the illumination
A shadow cast over us, a dark blessing
Seen by the holy pigs as a curse
We are entranced in the shadow of damnation
And the ever closing waltz of death
Wrapped in a cacoon of mist & misery
The moon's cycle complete
We hear the call of our true father
The whispers of Sathanas
For we are cursed
Cursed!
Hollow, the wind howls
Through the noose of mortal souls
As we are born under his hand
And blessed in sin with black hearts
Your majesty! I am loyal till death takes me
To be by your side
My cursed mortal fall is my true transcention
To my immortal beginning
Curse me with your black wisdoms
Caress me in dark arts
My king, this curse an honour!