The Essence of My Dreams

Let darkness caress, the bleeding sunset
O' Dark November, when a sky so black falls upon my palms
Stretching renegade thoughts, to encase and cocoon
The essence of my dreams
I rise to thee, to touch thy hand
BEAST OF WAR !
PLAGUE OF THE WEAK !
EMPEROR OF ETERNITY !
Battle, battle, the time draws near
Let us crush the gates to which the feeble claw and weep
Kill the gods in heavens hall
Rape the angels, one and all
The serpent slender in my hand
I cast my gaze, upon the cleansed land
O' Dark November !
Refleet my dreams
War on the weak
Howling winds, bear Christian
SCREAMS
O' Dark November !
I await your call
The empires of the Nazarene will fall !
A child eternal, draped in wax, held high above arrogance
Clenched in hatred and released by the axe
Dance with me, through skies of melancholy
Glide through black and find the night
Far below, lie the victims of folly, though they know no pain
For they have no foresight
Teased by the moon
Released by the darkness
Release your soul to evil and give it life
Race with the winds and hearken to the master
His embrace is truth, the touch is all
The dance goes on, knowledge pours forth
Enlightened you can be
Just come and dance with me
O' Dark November !
Bleed them, as they bleed me