I shall make of mine drowned maidens numberless brides
A new god, my avatar is the corpseflower
Knelt down and felt the cold obelisk
In fractured quinine mirrors eerie deaths of time resound
Cryptic reaper figures in windowledges reside
They have detached sanity to behold abyss charnel below
After death of eons which shall mete
Eternities unending of sorrow drowned heedless
Beneath fey and calm long calcified grins

In shadowed corners of bled breath
In depths of death gods' eyes
Does the meanifold glint of scythes reside
An influorescence of martyrs whores and swine
Trickling plasma of dark divinities caress
Lordly pain shall drain along into nothingness
When this reluctance to darken
Precious love shall be sacrificed
And to blacken the base love was nearly unspoken
Yet your pure exalted eyes I shall not cease to imbue
With dread force of mesmerization
And embrace the black miracles
Ov thy beatific annihilation
Within the pentacle

In the caress of demoniacal beatitude
Trolling down the leaning trestles
Once they whipered - Necrophage