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Shadows 'neath The Black Pyramid
Bal-Sagoth
I hearken to the grisly murmer of nameless fiends,
Black jaws drooling blasphemy,
Beyond the witchThe wyrmShadowSpells scrawled in blood and frosty rime,
Squamous god encoils the onyx shrine,
(by the bleeding stone) I am enraptured by ophidian eyes.
Pungent odour of engorged flesh,
Vaults of eonEmbraced by delerium, witches' balms anoint me.
Veils of frost entwine me in the haze of baleful moonI hear the High Ones whispering ancient spells in the longThere is the gleam of blackened steel in the flickering torchlight,
And I embrace the balm of sublime forgetfulness...
By the blaze of the burning skulls,
Beneath the Well of the Black Flame,
In the vaults of the dreaming gods,
Shackled to the slimeSquamous orbs, black sword, drink deep, blood oath.
Supine shapes dancing in the mist,
(SerpentShadows crawl to the sundered stones,
The Eternal Fiends exult in rapture.
TombTrickling onto wraithDark laughter echoes through the vaults,
BlackIn the Well of Black Flame, squamous shapes writhe,
A dark tide of shadows follows me,
Ravening fiends unleashed to feed,
Incantations pour in torrents from my lips...
Wraiths and fiends whirl to my bidding...
Horrors 'neath the pyramid.
(Lyrics: Byron, Music: Jonny & Chris
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