In Mourning Mystique

Darkness
 I seek the silence that you bring
 Grant me thy sacred gifts
 Bestow my soul thy offerings
 I kneel in front of thy altar black
 Let the ancient forces of nature rule
 Take my blood as the sacrifice
 A symbolic faithful bond of truth
 When you look into a n abyss, the abyss also look into you
 Tonight I enter into obscure dreams
 In darkness shelter, I am unseen
 With the esoteric gifts I possess
 I bring damnation by enforcing death
 In the beginning of the storm
 Till come forth
 An arrival into a twilight reverb
 As just a shadow of the former self
 Sorrow is my name
 My true essence is pain
 Hear the mourning of the mendacious
 From the empty halls and shafts
 Of false blinding light
 Prepare the last sacrifice (on the altar)
 In the temple of decay
 Please spare me from the final agony of shame
 I am evil from the moment of conception