The Danse Macabre Lyrics
We partake now of each others indulgence, according to our willThe tears are the same as they struggle to blameCongregation shall be burnt to the groundFor the fictions of insanity are holiest hypocrisySuffocating now without a soundI hear you now from a thousand voidsRemoved from time and timelessnessWhere incarnations of simple nounsAre beings each with golden crownsOut beneath the open nightA wanderer lies weepingIn some unspoken sadnessWhilse her dream is oversleepingHer dreams ablazed with accursed fireOf regret and eternal vigilsHallowing nights, temptations lustCombined of luciferian sigilsDeath will come as suddenBy the magik of our CovenAnd the ultimate horror is toldI stand aloneand solemnIn the presenceof AmonI am sacrifice slowly going coldLike embers of the fallen DeinoachusDreamt forth of cadavers we sere the face of sadnessI hath thee, and now firmly than those who fearFor upon the shores of languidity, lie the symphone soundsand fainted cries of battleEmbracing graveless winter, thy goddess lunaArise infernal one and makes the gates appearFor thou canst not look upon me in shame andForever tethered in your thoughts and IYet without being consumed in thy reflectionFor thou art luciferia, my enchantress of the nightThy silken venus engraved with winds of forth loving deityAnd sweetness itself on thy lips,Yet with eagerness to consume and thus fena cafa weepsWrapped in teighlight ecstasy as supernal warriorsupon the shores of AvalonWhere dwelleth thee, they webs of ebony demand thedreams macabreCapturing thy splendour in painAnd perpetually invoking THE DANSE MACABRE...And wishes drowned in fathomless seedThat she might touch againThe face of her beloved benightressTo submit and to purge edenAs she descends as a glowing silhouetteHer duality seething lureThat cuts her loose from her marionetteHer spirit still dark and impureThe ribborns of faith and crest held wraithIn potent ebony dreaming of our legend
Hecate Enthroned The Danse Macabre
