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