Aaaaaaaaaagh
Come back and see your corpse: your melody can escape
Come back and vomit your rage, entering my darkness
In morte vita… you are the bridge
Between me and my pure existence, impaled on eternity's stake
Come… come where worshiped is your death
It's a priest we need to celebrate
To enhance the mayhem of my soul
For the black sun shall arise
Arise!
Come back to listen your death: music is a charnel
Come back and vomit your rage, entering my lightness
In morte vita… each death is a note
Put on (the) stave of oblivion… may mine be dissonant
Come… come where worshiped is your death
It's a priest we need to celebrate
To enhance the mayhem of my soul
For the black sun shall arise
Come… come and make my soul spread its wings
For these shadows endark the earth
And this boredom area will fall in disease…
…fall in disease…
…magna voce clamo
…memini
The sun used to burn my eyes… blinded me, visions of lies
The horrors of darkness i incarnate: the evil within i dwell