Wasps
Tombs
3:49There is a path known only to the Fallen Sacred rites lead to altered states Morning comes like a burning flame I can feel the beast within me rise I stand alone to bask within the glory Vampiric lust turns to nocturnal rage Give my soul to this infernal hunger Disappear beneath a blood red moon Give my soul Unto the daughter of the night She comes beneath the autumn sky Her body moves like a serpentine Feel the power of the motherless daughter Choose the veil of the pagan ways Seek the cold of a restless soul Brought to your knees on this fallen night Feel the blood rising from my spine Pierce the flesh of tender prey Behold the dark light of these mortal vows Black rain beneath this moribund sky Take my poison soul We become like shadows Megaliths crashing down When the night winds call Fires burn bright Beneath the autumn ash Fires burn bright