Master am I of the dark side you have never been even close to Oblivion I give to the hordes, watching the sun Burning their eyes that can''t see I know I am the one you hate and fear Fear of my black heaven calls One day to leave... to live "Maybe it''s just the way to be?" Humility! How I scorn you worms!
In shining masks they come well dressed Light bows imply the impeccable taste And smiled are their rotting faces...
Once in a dream that I have seen... ...Me... falling down, into thy blazing sea So will you be forcing me to arise?
And they strike...
Visions
Orgy of vermin is bursting through the rotting flesh''s agony Thrilling delight for ubiquitous corpse devourers Which are faithfully creeping around the abandoned throne Whereto death is slowly descending to rule over chaos! Burn! Hell is mine yours is the agony! I bless you to die! Hated! You! All!