I slept amongst the dead, ate the flesh of dogs and black leavened bread I pronounce the three unclean names carved in bone, to consult this mantic head Sorcery as a divinatory tool, to find that stone all philosophers seek A black shadow ascends, possessing its vessel and so the skull begins to speak
It keeps me from sleep in the middle of the night Its weary grave voice mutters, wails and sings Moaning, whining, whispering, teeth-grinding Preaching evil and the pleasure it brings Into the occult My breakthrough Dippel’s oil Prussian blue Alchemy Grave robbery Soul-transference Necromancy Consulting the skull night after night from the rising moon till the morning turns bright Tell me how to lift the veil separating life from death so I can steal the holy grail
Skull with a forked tongue Skull with a forked tongue
The Flesh of hyenas that have fed on the dead The foam from the muzzles of rabid dogs Uncommon herbs, bone powder and the skin of snakes Distilled in a mixture of oil and human blood
Elixer vitae! Into the occult My breakthrough Dippel’s oil Prussian blue
Formulated step by step I’ve created the elixir of life My spirit now scarred and mangled A price paid with my own demise My flesh rots away, I ask myself why? For I shall live forever, yet all I want is to die Forever in decay, my flesh rots awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
