As the transcendental night wraps her glacial arms around me,
I begin to feel my transgressive power swell
My senses strengthen,
My vision clears.

The moonlight feeds me
as the radiant darkness clothes me.
My nocturnal, cabalistic power awakens.
My thirst grows.

The esoteric, intricate dark domain of evil
reveals unto me:
the crops to be harvested,
the game to be hunted.

I answer the lamenting symphony
of the abyss within.
Memories of malicious, brutal savagery flood my mind
as I await the chariot of pernicious hysteria.

Blind hostility,
back from the edge,
filled with ‘holy’ rage…
I am beyond the reach of fate

Animal magnetism.
I wander towards your entelechy
awaiting…
the merging of materiality and barbarous insanity

Take my hand,
follow me
I am free
unobstructed, indestructible

Can you see
the blistering dark beauty I possess
Can you feel
My velvet gloves of mortifying sin

Be my bride,
follow me
through eternity,
through the gulf of comprehension

Can you feel my fire
Can you taste my flesh
Can you see my distorted shadow
Can you hear my ageless song
Can you feel my coldfire