Lunar Curse

The truth is hidden
In cold dark places
Above the surface coils
Mirrorblack and calm
The stars are drowning
In lunar eyes

To me death is the sacred key
To vengeance my share on life
The devil is calling
I drift on the wings of the pentagram

Possessed by monumental spirits
Relinquished from flesh

From the keep of petrified souls
From eternal funeral times
The ripper winds of ancient ghouls
Brought to me a razor in the rhymes

Blood stains the circle
Yet again...
The curse is flesh
Relinquishment