Crepuscular Necromantic Visions - Mortuorial Eclipse

Once the moon wrote my name

Upon a forgotten grave,

While Necromantic visions

hug my deathly existence.

A door opens towards a new fate

For thy fallen reign.

From the edge of this time

The one who takes

Their impure flesh

And slave their damned souls.

Receives my last offerings

Under the realm of murk.

From this side of the mirror

everything stands cold and dark.

Antiques conjures are pronounced

The foreshadowed moonless night.

I hear their voices praying for death.

Between the fissures of temptation

There’s a gate towards the other side of the nightmare.

Manifest of evil presences

Disturb thy subconscious.

The awaken turns unreal

As the mystery of this fate.

The ancient serpent

Knows all my truths.

The ancient serpent

Waits for the last sacrifice.

At dusk rebirths the eternal flame,

-To evoke the ancestral Bel.

My fate eclipses once again

— when nobody claims the end.