Watain

Wings of satan, orb my heart!
it burns with love for you
and it is ready now to receive thee
claws af darkness, tear my soul!
for I have chosen the night
and branded its seal into my flesh
lead me to the catacombs
where light of neither sun nor moon
disturbs the dark vaults
possessed by molten evil manifest
there I shall kiss the goat and piss on god
sundering the molecules that bind this world together with me
An abortion of the cosmic bride
shunned like death and cast aside
cross the starless skies
now let us ride..
A spear of fire staked the skies
the graves sprung open
the chains that sealed the hungry deeps
had now been broken
Open now, abode of satans powers
where the shells of evil burn
the very eyes of god
and the womb of the world
it is from this wellspring of blazing death
that light is flowing forceful..
into the gleaming vessel of my self
and thus I am filled
with the waters of Styx
Kingus blood
the bane of god.
Yes I become the serpents chalice
and the power it bestows
a wisdom that exeeds death
virtues that all laws oppose
firmly upheld amidst the hords aflame
man and god, in fire one and same
Black flames from the deeps aspire
as in the chambers of my hearts desire
I limn thy brilliant potency in fire