Cursed Blaze of Rituals

Born a night from a rotten womb.
 Breath of terrible mournful past.
 Fear and misery of the peoples memories
 Waiting for the coffin lid to open.

 With a Chalice raised to the Majesty
 I'm his disciple and devotee.
 I am the fist of Satan clenched
 In rapture by the worship

 Cursed blaze of rituals
 The sinister black katharis
 Remembering the unholy chants.
 As I scratch the wooden lid.

 I'm the melancholic lord of torment.
 The remains of a ruined soul.
 Evil prescence from an Empires doom
 The raven at your funerals

 Under the fullmoon
 Tormented howling winds
 Born a Night from a rotten womb
 Breath of terrible mournful past.