My Beloved Darkness - Thy Primordial

My soul belongs to the darkest moment in life

The ones that gives me precious passion

I need to fulfill the emptiness of evil

My soul belongs to the depths of hell

To the darkness that makes every man,

Yet not entire, but all so clear for whom

That seeks for the right cause

The cause that makes a life in darkness so precious

Do not spill the gift thou hast, feed it with blood

The divine blood of God’s children

My soul belongs to the darkest moments in life

The ones that gives me that precious passion

I need to fulfill the emptiness of evil, to fulfill

The emptiness within my life

Oh, my empress, my beloved darkness