Soul Eclipse - Bölzer

An auger screaming portents

Vomit black signs

Eviscerate the silence

Sear the ritual skin

Casting ancient bone

Death begets birth

Courting mind with iron

Abort the flesh

Hailing the soul eclipse

Flagellate mine eyes

Blessed be the shadow trip

Kiss the abyss

Angel blood is scentless

With his ash in the air

These thrones they cannot hold

What twilight doth bring