Besatt - Time for Gathering


The night�s colour are calling me 
They are tempting my senses 
Without borders 

The world is rotating in fiery pentagram 
Full of false and hypocrisy 
I�m rejecting it 

Mirror of my condemned soul 
is breaking makes free 
Demons of evil 

In candle-lights dusted books 
with hidden truths 
I�m absorbing them 

Destination- it�s a card given by fate 
Hatred- it�s weapon to destroy the enemies 
Instinct- it�s gift shows you the way 
Pain -it�s delight I receive and give to others 

In hellish fire horned beast is my destination 
Symbols of cross wakes my hate 
I choose black paths instinctive for years 
My life is passing away in delight and pain 

The sound of great bell is ringing 
Around giving initiated the sign 
To gathering 

My heart beats and speeding up the rhythm 
Giving the strength and the power 
To my body 

For long mystic night 
I�m putting on a habit for time 
The mystery 

On the altar of pain 
I�m giving my sacrifice 
Without regret

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