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The Birth of Death

Feel the warmth of The Mother’s embrace, Her guiding light, the sanctified flame Radiant womb of the deity, This blessed day, she births the new king Feel the chill of The Child’s embrace; Hollow inside, his darkness profane A scion born with a pestilent gaze, The Darkmoon reigns, and death be thy name Mother! Why hast thou forsaken me?! Mother! Restore the light thou gavest me Laced with frost, snow-white eyes, The Moon hath come to bring the night Shun the gift, grace is torn; The Sun shall sleep forevermore, Forevermore… Bury them under the ice; Promise me undying might Wear the crown steeped in moonlight; Only death can sow new life Only in death is order restored, And so to death, all things must go Therefore, the dusk shall shepherd the cold— A frozen prince to claim his throne Only in death is order restored,= And so to death, all things must go Therefore, the dusk shall shepherd the cold— A frozen prince to claim his throne Bow your head to the one true God! Mother! I have come to understand… Mother! I’m born to purge the ills of man Ills of man… Feel the scorn of The Mother’s embrace; In endless night, and eternal bane Unholy rite of the progeny— This cursed day, deliverance rings Feel the sting of The Child’s pale fangs; A risen god, the blood winter wraith A sovereign born to extinguish the flame; Nothing remains, and death was his name