Set upon the lights, to grace these nights that came With august steps, arousing the dormant flame Bleak shadows rain forth upon damnation’s seed Until far-gone wounds like flowers reopen to bleed
Drifting towards agonies unspoken In darker cerements I lay these scarlet words Torn from this frail corrupted bliss inside And brought to the emotional slaughter in herds
All mirth has fled, escaping my sight In crimson tear-soaked visions enfolded As the soul-draining process continues Repeating itself immortally
Storms of vibrant black thoughts Embedded in tidal distress An inward dusk twisted into form Breeding quiet torments evermore
The heart of the void be my solemn bed And incessant my sleep by nightmares wed On thorns I crawl through delight turned to dust While enochian choirs fuel my disgust