The Silent Star - Desolate Shrine

Like a moth gnaws on fabric

And like a hungry spear

Is struck between the ribs

Violently I have breached my darkness

Through a gateway to hidden consciousness

I descend into an old shed skin

Which peels with creeping death

I release the poison into my own flesh

To embrace the blackest of sleep

Lucifer-Christos, fallen and resurrected

Nightside in fire and dawn in brilliance

In the radiance of Satan’s star

My serpent-eye will open again

Lucifer-Christos, falln and resurrected

Nightsid in fire and dawn in brilliance

Closed eye within a closed triangle

A broken line in circumference

In observance from five angles

Three horns and webs spun of smoke

Stirring yet still in blue shadows

Thrice I have awakened

Sweet drop of blood on her chest

And that bewitching flame in the eyes

Beckon to damnation

Her tongue clad in lead

And mouth scorched black

Beckon to damnation

With a forgotten song

Of the yoke of flesh and bone

I tear myself apart

So that my chalice may never be filled

With blood clotted in sightlessness

And even if the stars would die

The age of man comes to an end

One certainty will remain absolute

For silence is everlasting

Eternal is the Voice of Your Truth