Nemesis

The pendulum is set in motion

In a heart beat day has turned into night

For a second, for centuries or an aeon of being

In a fleeting state, fear wearies our hearts

Hopelessness is the water we drink

And though stained with demonic dirt

Our tears are molded in shaded existence

To be everlasting in their death

Footprints in the astral filth, sustained and saturated

In the dwelling houses of the damned

My heart is stained, it has been painted black

With fatal marks scars of damnation

Under the passage of the tower

The ravens of dispersion hover above

In the commotion of three broken shells

Baal dissolves

To form a black halo above my head

With the taste of grave soil still on my tongue

The pendulum is set in motion

And in a heartbeat I have turned into nothing

Surfacing in the unstirred void

Through a black hole in the lower sea

The fierce stream of physical death, it leaves me cold!

Rising as serpents encircling the shadow's spine

Only the ashes can tell

A God forming or flesh for daemons

Eaters of souls, distorted ones

Will I feast upon myself, or be the devoured hereafter?

Only the ashes can tell

Were we phoenix or men

And through the black mirror I stare

At his sharp blades shining in the shadows

Preparing the slaughter

Baal dissolves

Forming a black halo above my head