Reptile Lyrics
Manifest of evil presenceWith entities swept in disease and decayA fall from paradise beyond redemptionHe who speaks of nightly tresuresHe who wraps the serpent around my neckHe who pours poisonous wine in my chaliceHe who lets me serve and slip away...And so i will take shelterIn the absence of the lightHiding like a masked miniature in the darkA revenant without relief it seemsFor the art of becoming a progeny And to be raised in such curseInfesting the dead in herdesHis grandeur of guidance in roundtrips obscureHe who immerse my hands in sullen thrillsHis pat on wich domination lingerHe who dares to proove the sanity of mineHe who speaks of nightly tresuresHe who lets me serve and slip awayBlack uneartly void creatures crawling Forbidden forgotten fairly underratedBastards in the shape of angels holding my handsPassing me wath is left of the wine
Dimmu Borgir Reptile
