The Thorns Cry Blood
Peaceless is my grim existence
I am my own shadow, your tormentor
When the dark no longer slumbers
I will take your thoughts into the weeping veil of stars
Hear my hymn you lightseeking mortal
You can find the truth from these dark views
But by turning away only ignorance and weakness shall clothe your soul
See me standing in the shades of the eclipse
Flames by my side, storm as my companion
Watching you unwounded by the thorns of agony
Await no paradise, receive no salvation
Forget their lies, become true Damnation
Don't try to deny the attraction of infernal powers
Let them fill your within with their torturing pleasures
Haunting whispers silently piercing your mind
Follow me to the path of silence and thus I reveal you the answers you long for
Open your lightblinded eyes, kiss the seducing face of the night
See the thorns cry blood, feel my Masters might