Under The Black Soil

I've always been obsessed by evil, darkness and decay
But my morbid way of living have taken a more malignant way
I want to take a step further, it's not enough what's in my mind
I really want to look in the dead eyes of the dark so I can feel, touch and taste the dead

The death infested crypt I desecrate
The black stiffs body I immolate
And its far away soul I devastate
As extinction of the blessed begins...

The obscure light from the moon casts my shadow on the mournful epitaph
I set down my candles next to the grave and begin my work down to the cenotaph
The reek of decay oozes from the earth, a stench that makes me dig faster
Finally I reach the heart of the tomb now decompossessed to be the deads superior master

The death infested crypt I desecrate
The black stiffs body I immolate
And its far away soul I devastate
As extinction of the blessed begins...

I'm shying from the light, I've always loved the night
So let me be one with the dark under the black soil.

Where I shall remain, where I shall pass away
So let me spend my last time under the black soil...

Haunted and chanted by the darkness...

Where I shall remain, where I shall pass away
So let me spend my last time under the black soil...

Haunted and chanted by the darkness...

A cold caress of the dead flesh and all my visions of death went black
A hideous malevolant slaughter of the ones departed was now a gratificated fact
Finally my dark subconscious can rest,for me there is no more
An incision and I'll be united with the ones I lived for - the dead...

The death infested crypt I desecrate
The black stiffs body I immolate
And its far away soul I devastate
As extinction of the blessed begins...