Be thy will,
Omighty god of the earth, sky and sea
Risen have I, from below
And come forth unto thee
Undead resurrection dawns
Awake the slumbering powers calm
I rise up from hell
Darkened night, the barrid wastelands
Shake by my second birth
Circles meet, I am the one spoken of
In the ancient curse
Stars - falling down
The sun and moon now meet as one
Water - changing form
Like knifes of blood cut thru land and stone
I, the lost son have
Willingly sold my souls to
Baal, the conqueror of
The weaker gods
Fade, shall the holy ghost
Disappear into the
Void, of forgotten gods
As the ancient ones laugh
Tear, angels from the sky
Fall burning as other
Wings, fill the flaming horizon
Ancient ones,
I have brought forth once forgotten pain
Dead silence, in the land of no dawn
I shall reign
Forfilled the prophesies of baal
Awake are the slumbering powers strongI am angry I am ill and I'm as ugly as sin
my irritability keeps me alive and kicking
I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit
I know beauty and I know a good thing when I see it
This is a song from under the floorboards
this is a song from where the wall is cracked
my force of habit, I am an insect
I have to confess I'm proud as hell of that fact
I know the highest and the best
I accord them all due respect
but the brightest jewel inside of me
glows with pleasure at my own stupidity
This is a song ....
I used to make phantoms I could later chase
images of all that could be desired
then I got tired of counting all of these blessings
and then I just got tired
This is a song ...