Macabrum - Sacrifice the Source of Life

Devouring the flesh within inside of man
Watching on strings of blood and nerves
How going down and cracking under preasure
Touch of evil and spell of sin in the temple...
... temple of fleshly pleasures and sorrow
All that, burn in the cage of procreated evil

Lurking through the eyes of the beast and...
... demons veiled in black bitterness of night
Waiting to see my own funeral and end of my flesh;
And to see my coffin and a hole in the ground.
When I bury my mortal chains in the earth,
I will be free to summon the stars and burn the sky.
Ans spit verminous poison from my mouth...
On the face of pure substance of great light.

Holding the torch of black flame and pointing...
Toward clean existence of weak humanity
I will occupy the source of life, with fire and flames
And put impurity in the water of human being

There is no god nor light that can stop me
I am wanderer through dimensions and times
Only looking into abysmal blackness
Waiting for return of dark demon
And preparing for gathering of ancient spirits.