Luciferian Death Code

I hear my angel weeping silently amidst the graves

A glorious yet mournful veil, yet in whose name is she slain

Behind the truth the strength conceals twisted faith of Christian fools

The memoirs rekindled daylights last foray

Rekindled daylights last foray

A delicate balancing of two worlds

Embraced with the guardian death

The crest of our years somewhat fainted

Esteris, thy lingered opeth

Where two shores lay overlapped and time lay inter bracing

Many folds revealing facets, each for futures passing

The enochians of timeless earth

For thee, in sinful obscurity

Brought forth thy pleasures and languidity

I rise in amidst thy fear

To collate the precious faith and penultimate tear

To weave, thy starry ultimus

Set in gentle precious flame, nor to awaken us

Lemuria, at the edge of the graveyard

A lurid pale of seeking as she haunts in despair

I serve as the angel of death

Slept in dusk of the gravestones, in castles despair

Take grave solace in thy wisdom told

For the centinal alone could only be so bold

Innocence succumb to grieving majesty

Light auroral incarnations of sobriety.