Death's Cold Dark

[00:31.84] De profundis mors advocat!
[00:34.54] The pact is sealed, crystallised
[00:37.22] Dark are the paths without return
[00:39.97] Ash and blood colour my world
[00:42.78] Ever downward winding steps spiraling to the utmost depths
[00:47.90] Where the sun is but a memory of a murdered dream
[01:03.44] As if emerged from the Abyss
[01:06.30] Evoked by his own tounghe
[01:08.77] Antichrist, Devil's child
[01:11.56] Possessed by the night
[01:16.07] Through will unfettered in darkness
[01:21.57] Death was granted life
[01:26.73] The blind man was given sight
[01:31.60] And the fivefold star to shine forevermore
[01:42.93] As a flame within the heart
[01:48.70] Restlessly beckoning through
[01:51.22] The guilt and vanity of a world deaf to it's call
[02:00.03] To dare what's lit sole by the friar's lantern
[02:04.94] Through labyrinths so desolate and dark
[02:10.85] To travel far in solitude and silence
[02:16.31] 'Cross thornclad deserts vast
[02:21.86] To witness the erection of a temple
[02:27.48] At the place where order dies and chaos unfold
[02:33.46] It's tower shall lean out over the precipise
[02:38.59] Oh the wonder's those that mount it shall behold
[02:44.77] For there the waves of Absu smash the rocks of definition
[02:50.15] And feast upon them with erosive force
[02:55.78] Yes there the ancient giants of primordial waters
[03:01.24] Are hunting in the twilight near the shores
[03:10.22] And I am their son, my ribcage the shrine, my flesh the prison
[03:17.32] For my blood is their blood, my will is their's
[03:20.18] Mine is the gift that shall conquer all fears
[03:22.67] See my glowing eyes reflect a heart that burns
[03:28.04] That in turn reflects the chasm for which it yearns
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[04:27.66] He shall return to the Abyss
[04:30.25] Heeding his masters call
[04:32.84] Antichrist, Devil's child
[04:35.60] At one with the night
[04:40.37] Wordless without form in deepest depths,
[04:45.01] Yet most besung, most present and most high
[04:50.87] Thou wellspring from which horror's holy flow
[04:55.73] Through gates wide open
[05:01.78] Thou who placed these words of praise upon my lips
[05:06.71] The infant's cry and the rapist's sigh of joy
[05:12.64] The world has gone blurred but the road gets
[05:16.02] Ever clearer in search of thy burning kingdom
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