From the altar to life they come
From the vaults of the house of nuns
Living dead in the service of Yule
Empty sockets but staring at you
You seek salvation from the bottom of collection
But the coin merely clanks on the floor
No Christ, only orgies in his stead
Only doom, it's the day of the dead

At hells chapel, a mass is on
For death and beyond
Nightmares in the church
Out of life, out of god, 666 kill

Once every year, the dead will seek revenge
On the joyousness of living, a thirst now theirs to quench

Come to me...

Walking across the pews soaked in blood
The devil's work in the house of god
The sermon's on but no words to be said
The verses echo reversed within your head
Only froth in the stead of the wine
Only faeces for sacramental bread
Down your chin they now morbidly spread
On your bones now freed from your flesh

I have lain growing my force for one last search
Come one with inner demons, given death birth
And my back I shan't turn
Thrust beyond and make return
Manifesting his aura?

Gliding this cortex I see the dream I choose
My body a mere vessel carrying you through

A clear foresight of a plague and a cure
A glimpse of true light reflecting from the impure

Ave Satan, my lantern in the dark
Through this offer, may our views become one

The unlight meditation shall bear its fruit
Preparing soulless coffins to unfold their truth
Weltering in putrefaction the faceless come born
Devouring nightmares bred deep into your souls

A glimpse of true light, the knives of my mind
With violence I strike, standing tall in your blood

Hear the bells of your doom declare my tide
For an hour of bright calamity
This is the wake of the black seed
The foul incubation complete

The release of the fume of the coffins
The release of the faceless of the deep
The gods which dwell within my church
The chaos in order emerged
Ave Satan, my lantern in the dark

A simple picture - people mourning
At the grave of a recently lost one
I laughed, they cried
Obscure clouds applied to the sky
While outside in the fall night
Past the funeral - the glimpse of a black cat
The same mist now fast applied
Someone late came to life

The funeral was over and I had to admit
That more than sorrow in the air to rid
The presence of madness and the coldness of death
In my head like the reapers laurel leaf wreath

There's only fear and darkness to devour
The underworld - transmigration

Nightmares arrive and won't go by
Sleep won't divide my day from my night
In my broken mind death may die
There's no light

In my room a dark cloud swallows the light
In my stead just two eyes with but darkness in sight
In my arms a passed love - a grave for my bed
In my head the voices of the spirit of the dead

There's only fear and darkness to devour - the underworld

Nightmares arrive and won't go by
Sleep won't divide my day from my night
In my broken mind death may die
There's no light

In my mind, even death may die
In the light of the underworld...

Joint depression, this congregation of the foul
The ceremony of unlight, where the wrongful are called
A child's step weavers, as fragile as their souls
At the threshold of misfortune; here you don't belong

Don't bring them here in the warmth of damnation there's more joy

Bring a knife and a chalice, bring the virgin of grail
Strip her to shatters of void to haunt in between the aisles
All once pure is now lost, forged to null and stale

Never again speak with words to me
Your blood means nothing to me
Never again look at the face of him
Your blood means nothing to him

Don't bring them here in the warmth of damnation there's more joy