Nocturnal

Between the lies our dead language tongues

before the dawns our hearts they shall hunt

the smell of blood excites the nostrils

at first cut the sanguinary worship of red

spraying punctures a sight so divine

clutching her carcass face frozen in time

a distorted dialect for the draining of veins

to the flooding of bed sheets with sick crimson rain

a warped diction of scriputres befouled

traditions steeped within disgraces reviled

father unholy one to your night realm we bow

nocturnal majesty sworn to black we'll always be

damnation's diction a deadly disclosure

our poisons in their goblets drip

how perfectly hideous so eloquently scribed

each scripture so skillfully sick

parchments scabbed over with plasmatic prose

prophesize permanent night

the words of sheer blackness paint ebony my soul

and bestow me with infernal might

a warped diction of scriptures befouled

traditions steeped within disgraces reviled

father unholy one to your night realm we bow

nocturnal majesty sworn to black we'll always be

hatred and persistence destined to see

a complete eclipse of that hated sphere the sun

by the light unspoken

this language of brutality

enraptured I have become unholy

nights arms welcome me