Black Easter - Sol Invictus

Descending then ascending, the fall then the call

Climb ever upward to join the world once more

See the serpents rising, angels on a chain

Come to meet together, come to make their claim

Black Easter

Hear the chants of old powers, the weak fall on their swords

Nature is above all morals, destiny a shameless whore

Fallen angels, like black flowers, bloom and are ripe

Gather round the lords and princes, the bringer of a promised light

Black Easter

God is dead

We take death out of the village, we bring summer into the village