Through the Velvet Black - Tribulation

Of a bird black as pitch

A raven of death, another one of the intestines removed

The shadowy gloom thickens, can you feel

The call of the witch?

The seas begin to roll, the earth begins to move

I turn the torch of life down against the dark soil

I taste the wine of death and my blood starts to boil

I quench the flame and the sky turns to night

I float in the absence of light

The sweetness of dead, no misery nor woe

We belong dead, dead where we are to go

A cursed land, the wolven father’s seat

Where the Devil and his children

Still walk with earthly feet

This Velvet Blackness

There is a poison in my blood, in my soul

This Velvet Blackness

There is a poison in my heart, in my soul

Behold the pendulum’s begun to swing

The reek of Death appearing, the darkness moving in

I see the night is coming, it’s carried by the wind

A darkened sky before me, my monument of sin

This Velvet Blackness

There is a poison in my blood, in my soul

Come put your sweet disease in me

Now burn in me, scourge the insides of me!

Boiling Black Blood

Dissolving Black Blood

Boiling Black Blood

Coagulate Black Blood