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