1:Seed of death

I am the mourner in lack of tears
Wriggling in uncertainty
Still unable to overcome
I don't know if I am the truth searching for the lies
All the parts of me are gone through the broken pentagram
Gazing alone for the moon
Asking my self if I rise again
And maybe I'll face one strong than all
Just to make me feel the powered death
So ask yourself
What's the matter if you feel the seed of death?
You must begin by plead forgiveness


And The Apostasy can make you crawl to bring your innocence
I have the igneous feelings against destroyed hearts
inearth it's coming through my darkness
to make me believe that we're nothing in this illusion earth
as you can't be strong with no power
in the end your false power will turn to death
the empty death from kindness

2:Spiritual damnation


Darkiel

Here I see the fire in my heart burning
reviving the cruelty that enchant my soul
I will spread the blood of my enemy
Just without feeling the scale of my pain

Nessy

Let me come to thee
For sharing your pain
Your misery is mine
let me be one with you

Darkiel

There's no one can share my pain…..no
I will turn my misery into cruelty
and by the filthy blood that purges
my soul from beauty...i make the solemn serment to
serve to the horned one

Nessy

Why don't you feel my fear…..why?
Why don't you see my tears…..why?
Why can't you take my hands…..why?
Why don't you trust my love …..why?
Why don't you hear my (whispering)voice …..why?



Darkiel

There's no fear living inside my dry veins
But By your tears I've fathered this insanity
Because your hands seems like welcome to darkness
All my cravings are buried in old memories

Don't you see the dust of hatred that carries my veins
Don't you feel the evil that resides in me
I'm the cursed eternally doomed
To roam in the forgotten abysses

3:way to depression

Infection by suffering life to the broken heart
When the Enfeebled support the fools
And when the fools invoke the angels
I don't know if I'm exposed to retaliate

When you find your self praying with no answers
You have to crumble your self without thinking of god
Only god can save you from the due death
Therefore the Assiduity turns all things bad

To clear your mind from troubles by seeing blood
Tears dropped on the ground
Red color makes me gaze the difference between
Angels and devils

My cravings to see my blood spreading to the ground
Tears of death in my eyes waiting for the dawn
When I throw the power only to rise my forefinger to god
Whispering voices calling to death

you are drowned to Predicting invasions and sorrow
you are forced to retaliate
but the way you chose can made the unexpected blood