Thy blood paints the sky

When despair has watched out pale
Darkness invades my senses
Leaving me powerful not to fail
I serve you dark lord and master
No hope for survival
For i am dead where i stand
Yet still fearing exile
Because this is what i am
Beneath the chamber they find your hunted soul
Demons gather like ash on blackened coal
Walls rebuild themselves on foundations deep
A screaming void of silence has replaced song

So bringeth the night
Which takes flight
Upon ravens wings
Thy blood paints the sky
From within
I speak of death
The wind howls
To whisper its sweet words

Care for me oh eternal sorrow
For i shall not wake tomorrow
Carry me to my lasting slumber
And watch over me as i lay under

In this desolate night
I dream of creating death
To conquer all is the way
Staining its white purity