Under the Crying Night

Blood elevates to sky
tintin' all the dusk
all virgins cry with
the cold sweep leaving their pores.
A Black Flame burns!
(saturating) the air by eternal dimness
Winds blow so furious
in dark-avernal chaos.

Satan rides over air
behind Him unholy horsemen
in the forest they upset their hate
swords and tridents resounding.

Just the souls in pain
under the dead pines
sinking into distressing sorrow
burning in that flame.

...Unholy Satan! Take my soul
Oh Lucifer! Guide me to hell
Hail! lords of the Night
(Make the) Luciferian Black Fire
Consummates my damned essence.