The Fallen Star - Hetroertzen

The fallen star

Through fires of clean devotion

We look up to the blackened universe

Longing for you to touch our foreheads

And crystallize our spine

The dragon’s flags upraised

A few words spoken

Hand by hand with the enemy

While crossing the trapezoid in flames

Smoking screams of ego and pain

In this lair of hunters

The blood-sealed cross with the mirrored Krist

Eucharistic trance of demonic martyrium

And impious obsession

Beyond falling lights from the black veil

The spirit, the waters and the metals

They said it was me, and you

Looking at both sides of the mirror

Tormenting each other in order to learn the mysteries

Praising the invisible teachings

And swallowing pure wisdom

Awoken from life

Holding no limits back

Alone with my kind