Raven sight through the wolven eyes One purpose redeemed as the fires feed the night Nocturnal eternal Left alone are you worthy of the sacrifice Take my hand may your burning flesh envelope me Stench of death this caress develope entropy It may take another hundred years until you see That on this path in death may I be free! We have stood on the edges of existence We have drawn back The curtain stained with time In the end we have become As the serpent spit the tongue On this path unholy liberty Setting sun what has become Now vanquish end of days I quaerere ut mortem non vitare me Some things are better left unchanged Intrinsic engaged Only a moment then the second stage Seven stars await your majesty Climbing towards the precipice A glimpse away eternity after you and me
