The abandoned cemetary opens the gates
I step in with an open vein
My flesh torn, ripped apart
My soul tormented, withered away
The grave is ready, to receive
Yet, another lost soul
Grief, self hatred and emptiness
I feel my bonds, breaking
I feel the hope, shredding
When the ghoulish darkness calls out for me
I respond with absolute devotion
I feel the blood dripping on the ground
The time has come to choose the path
The path to ever lasting peace.
Getting swept up in the merciless undertow driving these all-consuming black-metal songs is half the fun. The other half is in the riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 17, 2019