O wicked one, I pledge my soul to thee. Devoid of transient God prophecies. Absent, are the chains of hypocrisy. My gaze cast at the river flowing before me.
No dogma, no lord to write thine script. Enlightenment my unholy temptress. Winds of death blow and kiss my lips. Bring forth the exodus of holiness.
Forked tongues caress my face. Hardened will carries me through this river.
Pulled forth by sacrilegious temptation. Gone, the imprinted fear of damnation. Reversed, my birth-given orientation. Mercy on my soul, for it now belongs to me.
Pulled forth by blasphemous infatuation. Gone, the imprinted fear of resignation. In stone, set my mind so faithless. Mercy on my soul, for it now belongs to me.
Obsidian eyes. Charcoal skin. A being of hate, pain, & boundless sin. Horns twisted like roots around it's disfigured head. Ghastly, this vile abomination seeks to devour all that's pure. The mouth of hell wide open & in it thrown our beloved world.
(Niko Apostolakis of Until We Die) Through styx, I drift, I reek of pure resentment. Oh, how thine heart swells by this amendment. In the bowels of hell, I have reached ascendance. Free from the hold of faith, that I once was sentenced.
Join me, set your cautious minds aside. Tread this world with man and beast alike. Come hither, weary mind. Break free from the divine. Hand in hand we voyage through the stygian tides.
As the gods fall from their throne. As the shackles are broken. We set forth on this voyage. Into the river of Styx.
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As the dark one, he rises. As he cloaks this world from light. We set forth on this voyage. Into the river of Styx.
Pulled forth by sacrilegious temptation. Gone, the imprinted fear of damnation. Reversed, my birth-given orientation. Mercy on my soul, for it now belongs to me.
Pulled forth by blasphemous infatuation. Gone, the imprinted fear of resignation. In stone, set my mind so faithless. Mercy on my soul.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
