The nights colour are calling me They are tempting my senses Without borders The world is rotating in fiery pentagram Full of false and hypocrisy Im rejecting it Mirror of my condemned soul Is breaking makes free Demons of evil In candlelights dusted books With hidden truths Im absorbing them Destination its a card given by fate Hatred its weapon to destroy the enemies Instinct its gift shows you the way Pain its delight I receive and give to others In hellish fire horned beast is my destination Symbols of cross wakes my hate I choose black paths instinctive for years My life is passing away in delight and pain The sound of great bell is ringing Around giving initiated the sign To gathering My heart beats and speeding up the rhythm Giving the strength and the power To my body For long mystic night Im putting on a habit for time The mystery On the altar of pain Im giving my sacrifice Without regret
giving, destination, delight, pain, initiated