Baphomet's Call

Alone I walk under the freezing moon
The meaning of my life is broken
I wonder the insanity of mundane travelling
The knife of distress ripping my heart…
I want to die. A shadow of fear descent upon me
I feel the burning hate inside
The master Satan has come forth for me…
I rise my glance and scream your name the mighty Lord Satan
I feel your hand as it touches my hair
You whisper the unknown languages to me
Your burning breath touches my face
You breed the darkest form of blasphemy… into my heart
Suddenly you’re gone
Again I hear the howling wind and dropping rain
You resurrected to me and showed the power of the throne of darkness
Proudly I continue my journey in the dark night
The black flame of Satan in my heart
The black flame… of Satan!