[ti:Death's Cold Dark] [ar:Watain] [al:Lawless Darkness] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Death's Cold Dark - Watain [00:33.32]De profundis mors advocat * [00:35.07]The pact is sealed crystallised [00:37.62]Dark are the paths without return [00:39.87]Ash and blood colour my world [00:42.93]Ever downward winding steps spiraling to the utmost depths [00:48.49]Where the sun is but a memory of a murdered dream [01:04.15]As if emerged from the Abyss [01:07.02]Evoked by his own tongue [01:09.39]Antichrist Devil's child [01:12.39]Possessed by the night [01:17.00]Through will unfettered in darkness [01:20.00]Death was granted life [01:27.20]The blind man was given sight [01:32.58]And the fivefold star to shine forevermore [01:43.38]As a flame within the heart [01:49.94]Restlessly beckoning through [01:54.00]The guilt and vanity of a world deaf to it's call [02:00.36]To dare what's lit sole by the friar's lantern [02:05.73]Through labyrinths so desolate and dark [02:11.22]To travel far in solitude and silence [02:16.90]'Cross thornclad deserts vast [02:22.20]To witness the erection of a temple [02:28.28]At the place where order dies and chaos unfold [02:33.83]It's tower shall lean out over the precipice [02:39.39]Oh the wonder's those that mount it shall behold [02:45.06]For there the waves of Absu smash the rocks of definition [02:50.61]And feast upon them with erosive force [02:56.22]Yes there the ancient giants of primordial waters [03:02.59]Are hunting in the twilight near the shores [03:11.20]And I am their son my ribcage the shrine my flesh the prison [03:18.20]For my blood is their blood my will is theirs [03:22.31]Mine is the gift that shall conquer all fears [03:24.68]See my glowing eyes reflect a heart that burns [03:28.94]That in turn reflects the chasm for which it yearns [04:28.26]He shall return to the Abyss [04:30.97]Heeding his masters call [04:33.34]Antichrist Devil's child [04:36.21]At one with the night [04:41.08]Wordless without form in deepest depths [04:45.97]Yet most besung most present and most high [04:51.21]Thou wellspring from which horror's holy flow [04:56.64]Through gates wide open [05:02.07]Thou who placed these words of praise upon my lips [05:07.43]The infant's cry and the rapist's sigh of joy [05:12.86]The world has gone blurred but the road gets [05:18.69]Ever clearer in search of thy burning kingdom