Darkness my old friend
I have come once again to dwell in your heart
To feel the blood of the weak in our veins
To taste the flesh of our brothers with our skin
To walk through hell like a demon damned to oblivion
To slice the thoughts of our foes with the saw of silence
To let the sky cry for the lost souls that scream in the cloud
To walk in a coffin filled with tears
That look so red with colour of our sweat
And finally to engulf myself with your mysteries
