národný satanista

From the eyes which beheld the invisible colours
Stare into the depths of the inner self
The utter LONELINESS

Must go away
…Away to places where silence roars
And where no life has the possibility to grow

As I stared down into the cold depths of blindness
…In solitude they stared back at me
I glare at what has become
Under these darkened grey fields
I cry out for my death
To seek the land of horror and pain

As piercing cold is blades of steel
The way for us to succumb
by transmission
brought to an end
The sword is ablaze
But no screams are heard, not one

I forever close my coffin
Immortal I have become
All life seeps from me into void
My ambition is now complete

I am the ruthless lord
Of this ancient realm
I spread this plague of fears
As a saviour eternally damned

In a world where the backbone reign blood
And the pitiful and weak are loose
All glory shall come again
In these forms of purest melancholy

We praise the chants of war
We slaughter the sick and weak
Raise our swords to kill

“You could leave life right now. Let that determine what you do and say and think.”