A Once Starless Oath
Oldest term and the black book in the elders rime
The blood, the mind, the knife, the lack of sanctified
Once it burns and a sear appears as a mark
Fire! Dagger! A night! An oath!
Fire! Dagger! A night! An oath!
Into the deepest forest
Into the coldest nights
Infront of the adherents
I stab my preys heart
Into the blackest shadows
Infront of summoned souls
I yell for black alliance
A once starless oath
The beast, the meat, the corpse, the stench of death
In a place so dark one can only see the altar
The cave, the dirt, the norm, the sign, the candlelight
In a circle formed of wraiths and pentagrams
Fire! Dagger! A night! An oath!
Fire! Dagger! A night! An oath!
Into the deepest forest
Into the coldest nights
Infront of the adherents
I stab my preys heart
Into the blackest shadows
Infront of summoned souls
I yell for black alliance
A once starless oath
The dark replies, the rite, the words from hell
Let the living and the dead make a great connection
The strain, the smoke, the strike, the great success
Execution of an oath for the whole existence