Tales Of Dark - ...Of Grandiose Fevers And Passion Arcane

Reach the ancient heart of the stygian obscurity Wherein all the names of mine are written In pits profound,where festered dreams sigh And longings scorched seek reason to return. Admire the flameflowered mansions arcane The sulphurous secrets gowned in rapture profane Fear not the fire of all-knowing wisdom Furiously burning with such ravishing splendour. On the wings of my most fervent passion Which the fools dare name blasfemia To thee I have returned from the heart-dead sunworms domain A coffin-shaped lair they have woven around me For I've pladged no allegiance To their fabulous sacred theories Those spurious servants of a crownless king Who holdeth their cross in vain. No Phoenix phenomenon shall their fall contain! Leave their carcasses scattered and slain! And now I'm visualised To blind-faithed eyes Lofty and proud, to be recognized. As the mourning-scented bloodstorm winds Of their final downfall blow Like a nightclad werewolf upon the moonlit glade I shall hunt them down in the snow. the frostbitten ground now consumes their wretched gore My victorious hiss fulfills the oceans ethereal And the stars gleam nameless above As shadows call forth the seas of Cthulhu Be wide awake my dearest Of my fiery necromantic kiss! Thine arms soothing around me enfold To cease my yearning cursed The sweetest witchcraft thy lips do hold Can only quench my thirst. 'Neath the enchantingly blazing corona of night drown thy desire into mine! With all the senses cast to a feverous grandeur In the sins of the flesh we entwine. Eternally...We entwine...