Black Solstice — Angel Corpse

The frozen has lain forlorn too many ages Wasting away in the crucible of space Drawing down the hallowed darkness Arms outstretched embracing ecstacies of hate

Black solstice Somber wings extinguish the sun Nocturnal unfurling Quenching stars one by one

Vomit war crush the sacred heart of kindness Unholy raven spawned from dying dove of peace Freezing the light expunge the furnace flames Adoration of the prophetic release

My immolation the final comet The hammer of damnation strikes Pounding the earth my anvil My life is to kill the light

Find solace in the fact that Our pestis lays waste in both houses Neither blind reverence or stark denial Will alter the discipline of sterile beauty That follows in the wake of the prophetic sign And the deification of the strike of mailed fist As cleansing chaos steals the light The majestic darkness feeds

My life is to kill the light

The frozen has lain forlorn too many ages Wasting away in the crucible of space Drawing down the hallowed darkness Arms outstretched embracing ecstacies of hate

Black solstice Somber wings extinguish the sun Nocturnal unfurling Quenching stars one by one