I feel the call from the forest The essence in wich entices me Yearning my soul in complete blackness Suppressed emotions from within me Black metal is the weapon I use in pain To express the feelings from another plane Devoid of all humans who gets in my way Only this world I'll suffer for another day Spiritual catharsis calling to mother nature Her embrace I discovered many years ago There is no god but the spirit of Gaia To be one with all things... alone Black metal is spiritually crying out in anguish Spreading diseased evil into sound Full of hatred, misanthropy and sorrow Propaganda to possess the spirits of all Possessed by the dark elements of nature The moon, forest, mist and fog An owl hoots the midnight bell As the nocturnal life chants a magic spell Breath in the black air of the night Embraced in solitude the one of the unlighted Spiritual forest journey yet again to wait All the beauty and real comfort inside