Malignant Shadows - Baptism

My Master, the God of Darkness

The Angel of Death

The Black Lord

Before the Throne of Truth

Kadosh!

Kadosh Kadosh!

Stars and pillars and the frozen waste

The quartz mantle over the dead

Come, we will go to Him

With the wolves' faces

With the birds' wings

With the scaled skin

With thin voices

Smelling of musk and incense

Kadosh!

Kadosh Kadosh!

In a place where there is no death, nor life, only catacombs of sleep

They fork to lead unto the devil and the animal shadows reach out

Where the blood has dried, we thirst

Taxidermists remembrance of desire

Where the life snuffed early the riverbed full of yearning

Looking back to him

Thoughtlessly they move in the darkness

Remnants of men

Cocoons hanging in the night, ripe the horror

Shriveled memory from the past or is it from yesterday

Open your eyes and you fall where the Malignant Shadows await

Malignant Shadows await until the world may burn

We are the spirit without essence fulfilled with past

(Mucus from the yearnings forgotten and fever)

Between the angels of the world, between the colors

Shadows cast by the mauve sun