Aau
Glowing eyes
Staring eyes
Manifest of
evil presence
with entities swept
in disease and decay
A fall from paradise
beyond redemption
Wrathchild's afterglow
He who speaks of
nightly treasures
He who wraps the serpent
around my neck
He who pours
poisonous wine
in my chalice
He who let's me
serve and slip away
And so I will
take shelter
in the absence
of the light
hiding like a masked
miniature in the dark
A revenant without
relief it seems
For the art of
becoming a progeny
and to be raised
in such curse
Is til forever
creep among
naive mortals
infesting the dead
in herdes
Infesting the dead
in herdes
His grandeur of guidance
in roundtrips obscure
He who immerse my hands
in sullen thrills
His paths on wich
domination linger
He who dares to prove
the sanity of mine
He who speaks of
nightly treasures
He who let's me
serve and slip away
Black unearthly void
Creatures crawling
Forbidden forgotten
fairly underrated
Bastards in
the shape of angels
holding my hands
Passing me
what is left
of the wine
Bastards in
the shape of angels
holding my hands
Passing me
what's left
of the wine
Huagh
Yaah