Dominus Spiritus Sathanas, Dominus Virtus

Dominus Spiritus Virtus Sathanas



Cruel Are The Eyes Of The Tyrant

And His Heart Is Abounded To Pain

In Pleasures Of Agony And Torture

As He Begs To Bleed In Vain



I Perish In My Own Desire

I Burn Within Lusting Hate

Destructively The Minds Inspire

The Soul To Terminate



I Ride The Ancient Overture

As Life Is Torn Astray

I Glance The Illusive Spectrum

And All High That Fades Away



Black Energies In The Twilight Space

Comes Shieving Through The Shallow Haze

Into Darkness So Impure Divine

A Bloodshed Emotion To Evil Wine



Darkzone Martyrium, Endless Vast Mystrium

Give To Me The Blessing, When I Meet My Destiny



Ruin Is All There Is To Feel, And Thecold Reality Of Steel



Life Slips Through Your Fingers