Текст песни IFRINN - These Darkened Shrines

Revel in thy foulest horrors
and unto thee singeth
the psalms of perdition.
Draw the dagger across
the catacombs of thy heart
and dance upon pestilent winds.

Searching for substance
amongst these mundane spheres
and finding nothing
but hollow dust and echoes.

O how they speak! O They speak!
Entranced in intoxication
drenched in riddle and rime.

Rejoice!
The bearer of darkness
shalt illuminate our way
through these pillars
of subtle failures.
Cataclysmic abhorrence
and fatalistic ignorance
shalt be the derision
of non believers.

Our hands shalt be cleansed
in the blood of false idols.
None shalt seeketh these darkened
shrines.