Rotting in Melancholy
Centuries have passed since I lost my mortal shape
As a pestilent shadow I emerge from my grave
I have dwelled dimensions where there is no light
Where evil and chaos, the primal forces collide

Black candles enlight my crypt
Where my victims lie dead and ripped
Souls consumed by the sacrifice
My slaves for the infernal paradise
I have becomе grief and agony
The lord of sadness and blasphеmy
I will never be set free
I am rotting in melancholy

I have embraced my tragic fate
Endless nights burning in hate
In realms far away from thy beloved light
Below reality, beyond thy sight

Black candles enlight my crypt
Where my victims lie dead and ripped
Souls consumed by the sacrifice
My slaves for the infernal paradise
I have become grief and agony
The lord of sadness and blasphemy
I will never be set free
I am rotting in melancholy
Legions are under my command
Following the guide of the dark lord's hand
Rising and marching over the nocturnal sky
Armies lurking the eternal light

The night when I died
Witches gathered and recited spells
Below a blistering moon
A new lord has reborn in hell

I have become eternal
Older than time and death
Memories from my mortal life
Dissappear as a cold morning breath