Thyrane

I raise the chalice abode of the dead.
I'm susceptible to grimness upon the throne of odium.
Black starlighted imperio...
decorated by tears of angels and unholy victory.
Appearances through my dreams of malice,
like plague in the minds of holy sick and weak.
I'm the servant of darkest sacrilegious immortality...
Therefore i reign as the king in the palace of blasphemy.
Presence of hatred beyond possess me,
'cos i'm the one who evoke our devilish inner immortality.
Can thou become merged to these raptures of pure darkness and symbolic deathcraft.
Inhale the steam of illusions to share our circle of forces vocation.
Feel the desolateness and grandiloquense of mystique blackness.
In the court of black atmospheric madness.
Dehumanize thy outlook of life.
Thus i deiticatify you to see behind thy christian insignificanse.
...deplorable ignorance in order that together
we shall subdue the loss of thy soul.