Luciferian Elegy - Tales Of Dark

Penetrate deep into my pain

Clandestine and silent, yet never to subside

A curse that wears no face or disguise

Behold the heavens lustrous that my contempt arouse

Still I covet one thousand eyes to possess

When the dusk paints the perfection most complete

So hasten I to beset what’s left of the light

In the grace of obscurity to empower my sight

… to seek what’s seemingly never to be found

Why hast thou broken my wings?

Didst thou see peril in me?

Accusing me for perfidious acts

Was thine utmost stupidity

For those were only ambitions

A greater sovereign than thou to be

So, betrayal thou didst promulgate

For the fear of dethronement made thee elate:

«Begone, wretched creature of pride!

In the burning arms of oblivion be forever lulled!»

Yet thy sentence I accepted with mockery:

«Who art thou to sit in judgement upon me?

How spiteful soever thy words would be

I bow to none, so shall I not before thee!»

Then the curse was cast

And I’d fallen aghast

With my hordes wearing new grown horns

Like black lace clad eerie shadows

Into the everburning pits we descended

Like a phantom spirit

That breeds the eternal fire

The flaming abyss and the secret it keeps

Were there for me, a new home to be…

Fleshless yet awake

Shapeless and forsaken

The Serpent of old I am

Still pulsating in the depth

Of this tragedy’s birth

With the «mercy of God» etched in my heart

But even tortured by the lashes of million godly whips

No word of penitence will ever pass my lips