It comes again in this desolate night
Appears like a black fog embracing me light
Surrounds me with its aura of darkness - the black leather wings
In dream, in reality - yet they are the same
It's everywhere the spark of the profane flame
As I stare into the void I can hear the abysmal calling
The voice loud and clear
Like morbid angel on my shoulder
Whispering to my ear
To do the Devil's work
Revelation, veneration, possessed by the ravishing darkness
Incantation, dedication, I can feel the nocturnal curse
Urge stronger than most potent poison
More intoxicating than the strongest wine
Enchant my heart with the diabolical light
So that I can navigate through the blackest of nights
I sense the presence of dark essence
As it lures its poison into my veins
Black flame blossoms my soul I will serve to you
As a living monument of your primordial darkness I stand
The voice loud and clear
Like morbid angel on my shoulder
Whispering to my ear
To do the Devil's will
Revelation, veneration, possessed by the ravishing darkness
Incantation, dedication, I can feel the nocturnal curse
Urge stronger than most potent poison
More intoxicating than the strongest wine
Enchant my heart with the diabolical light
So that I can navigate through the blackest of nights
Entering shadows in a desolate night
Anxiously waiting in black candles light
You have returned once again to feed my ravenous hunger
In dream, in reality - yet they are the same
Within me burns the profane flame
As I stare into the void, I sense that someone stares back