Act Iii: Carnal Delight In The Vortex Of Evil Lyrics - Black Opera Symphoniae Mysteriorum In Lauden Tenebrarum - Opera Ix

The way leading to him is 

unknown and steep 

And the bodies rests of those 

who didn't deserve him make it slippery 

But it is at the borders of my 

soul, so I know the secrets to 

walk along it staying unhurt 

The threshold of his abode is 

barred by a tangle of infected thorns 

But my soul keeps its key 

His throne is shielded by 12 servants' stare 

But he has called me, I felt him calling me 

And he has given me the power to bewitch them 

His rooms are icy 

But he warms my naked body with 

his breath 

The throb and the blood flow suspend 

In the presence of him 

His eyes, diabolical larvas his pupils, scan me 

His glance captures me and penetrates my breast 

Goblet of delicious vermilion wine 

I give myself up to his grim embrace 

Throb of death 

He is the storm 

He is the breeze 

He is the aurora 

He is the twilight 

He is the everlasting mind in 

the timeless abyss 

He injures and sates my lips 

He lessens my hunger 

He appeases my thirst 

He is fire burning my flesh 

He is icy snow settling in my womb 

Rod of viscid serpents 

Death and blood excite him 

And my blood is the balm for his 

ecstasy and his voracious delight 

Putrid carrion with burnt seales 

Obscure seducer with smooth 

scented skin of infant 

Now I know you 

But he has always known me