Belief in Magick is a mortal crime
But I will weave my spell till past the end of time
Its that thats brought me clawing from the tomb
Where I did lie not dead but slept a while in Doom
Belief in Magick is the spell I weave
My mindless servitors who faithlessly believe
They will obey my every grim command
On a tide of sin well sweep the living from the land
Black Magick is the way we ride, yeah
Our mistress dark and deep under cover of the night
Untellable how far I've sinned I shed my human form and ride upon the wind
And demons shiver underneath my skin
I know the secret reason why the deaths head grins
unbelievable the things Ive learned
But I won't share with you until our lives are burned
Belief in Magick is a grievous crime
My cult has grown and soon they will all suicide
A promised study into our demise
Deciphering of death in the burning of our lives
Shedding nightly now our human forms
The stars are winking out as somethings slowly born
A wave of terrifying filth behind the birth
And now the promised time – destruction of the Earth
The grandest vision from a sleeping mind
To inspire madness in the weak and in the blind
To claim material possession of their souls
To bide in pain inside the blackness of a hole
This vision born of drugs is not divine
I hope it stains the world until the end of time
A velvet blackness comforting my mind
I turn my head around leave reality behind
I sleep in doom
