Dark Millenium Father Legatus - Of Symbols, Nature And Birth
Is that what I seem to see a conceit, An insight in occurrences to ascertain the sun Father knowledge, lead my way... The beauty of the constitution Begets a craving for the search The doctrine is bewitched By the whispering of... god? "Follow your spirit to infinity." Release my lungs from breath Banish the holy vow I made Robbed vitality Vaporous nature, scowling eyes... Mortem peragrare On and on, into voodoo-cult. Living through the new born pain Of time and history Dimensions burn their hateful signs On my defenceless skin. The voice I obeyed unsuspecting Belongs to death himself Woeful cries, shrouded in secrecy. I will feel the frost again, There's no end but endless pain; Darkness, show me your disguise Omnipresent sin. Father, honour's lost its worth Being is a lie; Segment of unconscious fear Father... widespread black you'll find As you pulse, again and again In the different hells In the myriads Of your mind Pulse... Bury my soul in the ash of the candles you light.
