Satanic Black Devotion

Hear the chant of my tormented soul In black devotion I have prayed Veins re-opened, bleeding for Satan With pride my flesh is cut Sanctissime colere chaos Obscurities unveil to me- a Disciple Sanctissime colere chaos Mortuus pontifex In worship I ra

I stand alone Waiting for my thoughts Alone among Shattered visions, waiting Eternally, watching... Depressed they attempt mockery Failure. Ceasing of heartbeats End of pointless days Thoughts infiltrate the voids Of oblivion Hollow joy, artificial h