• Oh joyful sounds of night
    Whom lend me thy ears and eyes to sight
    For thou who runs the fears
    So those with none but with tears
    Peaceful, peaceful, sounds of bliss
    Capture beauty we will miss
    To be afraid to be murdered by a sword
    Is to forever bow to the eternal Wraith Lord.

    So when we die in the cauldron chasms
    To breech out in maddening shouts and spasms.
    Do you feel the sanctum prop
    Singing away from solemn drop
    Dancing on your heart's core
    Hoping for another whore.

    So I command all the armies to come and behold
    Our armies are vast and absurd and oh so bold
    So faster, faster onward into your fatal demise
    To give birth from a womb that arise

    Makes me.
    Wounder.
    Makes me.
    Sing all the time.

    Makes me.
    Think in thought
    Makes me.
    Fantasize of what is life

    Towards the final death I will not rest
    I will return without rebirth
    And maybe come back with unlimited power
    Strike down with my stricken bolts of tormented
    Demented sadistically insane matter fires
    The burn the grounds below and I laugh at the ashes
    Watch the entire village burn because of my flames.

    So I ask the evidential court to arise in their nightmare seats
    Pledge to Satan or Jesus Christ
    Today will mark the evolution of another sin
    Tonight will end with finalized cataclysm

    Can you hear me?
    Yes we can hear you!
    Can you see me?!
    Yes, we absolutely see you!
    Can you feel thy presence?!?!
    We feel every part!

    And Yet I don't understand
    Your beliefs are incognito
    I'd rather be bathing in a pool of needles threads and silky venom
    Poisoning my very urethra and shoving a sharp sword through the tip
    And maybe cry out in unbelievable anguish- pain- and sad sad sad happiness.

    So my incest son of mine; give me power to kill myself
    For another day is reckon with another redemption
    To shove our faces in the media
    Explicit ourselves with tomfoolery and exotic nature poses of lies

    Your face doesn't interest me
    I only desire the factual desires
    My belief over the understanding
    Other wraiths are unbelievably insane.

    We have been raped.
    We have been raped.
    We have been raped before by sadistic demons
    Wraiths of unknown names
    And I love every one of those wraiths
    As much as I love my other beloved
    Whom left me in my insanity measure.

    I don't feel like looking at myself through the mirrors
    Until my belief in understandable
    My insane nature of beers and night skies
    Whiskey and tequila working in similar methods
    Wine and Vodka I drown in them

    So doth thou give in to me
    To man to eyes to god, we see
    As wraiths consume the world is maddening despair
    They begin to take the throne and pollute the air
    As the wraith lord sits upright on his rigid chair
    To a blank vision leer stare
    Over looking the peninsula of fears
    Take a deep breath your death is a mere
    Disappointment; repent yourself this is going to end
    My final mortal, my final friend
    Sing your left away
    You won't see the sun today.