Nights Of Funeral Bells

Bleed for me as i shut my eyes forever
Twisted dreams towards creation and its dephts
Hatred was my fuel to walk the path into the suicide
A state of mind of no return or no salvation
Nocturnal blessings, from the gods of hate
Nocturnal blessings
I feel the dirt from knifes or razorblades
Memories in black haunts the past and desecrates my soul
Years of death and magic brings the wisdom of another side
Wake me when i'm dead reborn in chaos and blasphemy
I draw the circle with the blood from my altar of sacrifice
Nocturnal blessings
I feel the dirt from knifes and razorblades
I enter the mist, i see the demons
Dead to the mortal daylight
Approaching the spirits spits on the graves

Nights of funeral bells

Fire dressed in black, i feel my new blood
Bleed for me as i shut my eyes forever
Twisted dreams towards creation and its dephts
Hatred was my fuel to walk the path into the suicide
A state of mind of no return or no salvation
Nocturnal blessings, from the gods of hate
Nocturnal blessings
I feel the dirt from knifes and razorblades