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NECROMANTIA LYRICS
"Scarlet Evil Witching Black" (1995)
1. Devilskin
2. Black Mirror
3. Pretender To The Throne (Opus I: The Usurper's Spawn)
4. The Arcane Light Of Hecate
5. Scarlet Witching Dreams
6. The Serpent And The Pentagram
7. Pretender To The Throne (Opus II: Battle At The Netherworld)
8. Spiritdance
1. Devilskin
Draped in silken skin and torment
Hellbound and riding ghosts in flames
I'll usurp the moon and kill the sun
I'll sink the world into a dream of pain
I'll weave an invocation
To insanity and rebirth
Fiery lightning hold my hand
Show me your face in black waters
My worst, declared enemies
Are my most devoted slaves
They inspire me a wolf idolatry
I'll burn them in my witch-pyre
Tonight I'll drown the face of mankind
Into the dark blood of it's own heart
Even the shadows reflect my rage
Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin
Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin
And blood will paint my canvass
Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin
The beast is loose within me
DEVILSKIN, SATANSKIN!
2. Black Mirror
The mirror is the psychic gate
To reach and touch the Dragon
The serpent of the inner plain
The highest of all adepts
A thousand eyes gazing upon
The candlelight of my soul
Undead's thirteen waxing moons
That shed their light on Death's own skull
Through my black mirror I change the self
Through my black mirror I change the world
The black halo reappears
As the fearsome hellfire trident
Both weapon and sacred symbol
Of my bloodline manifests
Tonguing out my hungry soul
With violent telepathy
Connecting all my spiritforms
With the fiery Barracks of Abyss
I work my magic through the dreams
I twist and bind their will
Like crafty mist I infiltrate
To shape and change their futures
The father of lies
Speaks the truth
I am the father of lies
3. Pretender To The Throne (Opus I: The Usurper's Spawn)
Godless descendant of my blood
Impudent son of Erihtho
You dare to provoke my power
So come and feel my ruthless wrath
On a night of a fiery moon
Your witchborn mother summoned me
Whispering my dreadful names
Raising the southern winds
I rode to her on griffon's wings
Piercing the darkness of her dreams
She begged the dark to be my bride
To bear my son, the demigod
So I gave her the joys of hell
A night of dark and bleeding lust
My heathen sperm, my burning seed
To raise the mortals' demon-king
I gifted you the mortal world
To rule the lands and do as you please
And now you impious earth worm
You dare to claim your father's throne?
I am the Dragon, supreme king
I am the dark that gave you birth
I am the blood and I am the life
Death riders my chariots of sin
But if a war is what you want
Then in my Name so it will be
When Cerberus will howl at Hades
I'll come my son your soul to take
4. The Arcane Light Of Hecate
Oh ancient one, thy the knowledge of death
Rise from thy tomb
And reveal thy wisdom, the secrets of life
To the daughters of the endless night
Born in my womb
Oh powerful queen, thy the knowledge of fear
Dangerous when crossed, the art of sorcery
The bringers of joy and misery
Thy children never tell thy mystery
Oh mother of shadows, thy the knowledge of sorrow
Join the dance in the garden of Dionysus delight
Joy of life (ecstasy of lust)
We embrace thy shining light tonight
5. Scarlet Witching Dreams
Turn from the light and live for eternity
A mesmerizing whisper
I once heard in a dream
And blood painted my dream scarlet
Sending my soul to sleep
I dreamed a purple night sky
Which I crossed on black wings
I met the Queen of Darkness
Destined to be my bride
And blood painted my dream scarlet
Sending my soul to weep
I once dreamed of a tower
Of black ebony stone
Surrounded by three rivers
Flegethon, Acheron and Styx
And blood painted my dreams scarlet
Drowning my soul in grief
I dreamed of frozen caverns
Bathed in pale moonlight
Unearthly bat-like figures
Were resting in the vault
And blood painted my dream scarlet
Marking my soul to deep
I once dreamed of a grey wolf
Which came and licked my hands
I gazed into the beast's eyes
And saw that I must hunt
And blood painted my dream scarlet
Upsetting my soul from sleep
And now I dream of myself
Transformed and born again
Free from the earthen death tides
Entering dreams of others
And blood paints my dreams scarlet
Sending my soul to feed
6. The Serpent And The Pentagram
Spiritual bonds and scared oaths
Malevolent spells carved on pagan flesh
Paranormal symbolism of chaos
And the serpent crawling in dark paths
In the mirrored chateau of the Worm
Daimonia dance in pentagrams
And a Sumerian wizard's chanting
Mental spellbinding rhapsodies
The serpent is now fire
And the pentagram is one
Visions stream from ruined temples
Where shapeshifting witches fornicate
Poisoned by the ruby elixir
Made by the dreams of burning infants
Like profane whispers to the moon
Are the secret ways the Ravens pray
A carmine litany in reverse
For the spirits of the Unpure
Typhona, Leviathan, Jormungand, Tiamat
Bless me with your venom
And touch me with your soul
7. Pretender To The Throne (Opus II: Battle At The Netherworld)
Beyond the mountains of madness
Crossing the river Acheron
Lies the crimson battlefield
Where Father and son will cross their blades
On a flaming bat-shaped chariot
The Infernal Emperor appears
Matching his daring offspring
Waiting for Cerberus to howl
The guardian hound now screams
And swords are raised with hatred
Both forged in pain and blackness
Destined to spread the veil of Death
The battle doesn't seem to end
Such is their ferocious rage
Like hungry beasts upon their prey
No more blood ties can hide their hate
Suddenly the black-steel blade
Held by the pretender's hand
Pierces the Undead's wicked head
As dragon wings shading the sun
A wave of living darkness
Effuses from the Emperor's heart
Embraces the usurper
Absorbing his soul and blood
A triumphant voice
Now echoes in the skies
Now my son we're bound
Reborn into the Black
Masters of the Cosmos
Now my son we're one
8. Spiritdance
I travelled through the eyes of the Necroscope
Into the realm where marble tombs lay open
Where Death and Decay hold their thrones
And sorrow chants her funeral song
A weird sweet music fills the air
As shadow forms gather in circles
And it is nighttime, so cold, so dark
When spirits start their dance macabre
Ghostly dancers whirling around
Their lips move in silence
And there is death in their eyes
A young couple waltzes among the gravestones
(holding goblets of silver in their hands)
Together they drink as the music plays on
Together they die poisoned by their own hands
Beside a grey mausoleum
Two duellists fence with etherial blades
And as the sword pierces the heart
A misty veil enshrouds them both
A man whose faithless wife betrayed his love
Slays the unwary lovers onto their bed of lust
As a poet of unsound mind ends his damned being
Giving his life for the glory of the black art
Centuries of spectral agony and pain
Performed like a drama before my eyes
In the first light of day the spirits disappear
In a haze of ghostly mist shimmer away
Until the next time they replay their deaths
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