The climate surrounding you is always cold Disgusted you wander midst humans You wish they would know That you despise them all And they will never see The desolate darkness That it belongs to thee You wait for the night Instinctively praising the d**h of light The towering beacon that burns your eyes You mount it and k** it and flee the site Occult black winter sky Magic swirls in awe
Wind through the frozen trees An image to die for Raise infernal knives Call onto heavens high "I'll rape you all when I die" Your d**hwish for all sacred life is so real A day is descending you waken and gather your steel You wait for the night Instinctively praising the d**h of light You're one of a kind because you are of lucifer and of ice With lust so immensely strong ...to die