Vigil Tenebrae Part II - Thrones of Possession

He, who mantles the earth

And covers the shrines with dark

As fire burns with us

Forever enraged

He, whose avatars

Reveal the inexplicable events

The long endless aeons of barren desolation

Of a fallen and failed creation

In the black winds that enthral

I am the raven

The shades of perpetual antagonism

In the hands of timeless dissolution

Of absolute possession

I am the serpents entwined

As ashes once fallen

Within the forest deep

Nocturnal creatures

Bemoan the second death of souls

Within the flames

I am sin

Beyond the dormant hills

I am blasphemy

Amidst the silence of stones

I am beyond death

And hell and death were cast into the pool of fire

(Et infernus et mors missi sunt in stagnum ignis)

Thought of the precise moments

(The passing of denied ages)

And myriads of ineffable experience

Revealing the true human fear

The symbols of creation have faded

The search for forgiveness echo through vast corridors

Echoes that destroy innocence

That crush the will of worms

Drowning in waves of triune lies

From the silent iniquities

Into the eternal infamies

To find salvation through ecstasy

Through victory

Through blood and hate