Under the Sign of a Black Star

Raised in the company of snakes
 The parlance of a serpent
 Born from the caring of a crow
 The acuity of a bird of prey
 All appearances they fall
 When the soul is shattered
 And dear reason back she crawls
 When the heart is battered
 A sad, sad song is tuned for me
 A mess of words surrounded by dust
 Conceived under the sign of a black star
 Hurt and misery
 Disruptive, ill-willed, inhumane
 The look on all their faces
 A freak of nature, soul condemned
 And damned by the almighty
 Enamoured by the likelihood
 Of absolution
 Eyelids opened just in time
 For execution
 A sad, sad song is tuned for me
 A mess of words surrounded by dust
 Conceived under the sign of a black star
 Ruin and grime is all you'll see
 The first rune shows me life
 The second love
 The third rune is for mockery
 The fourth for malice
 And the fifth rune is death
 Look away, don't hold your breath
 They are deceiving
 Look away, don't hold your sighs
 Unleash your anguish
 A sad sad song is tuned for me
 A mess of words surrounded by dust
 Conceived under the sign of a black star
 Ruin and grime is all you'll see