Gifts of Night
Gifts of Pleasure, Gifts of Pain,
Gifts that make you feel deranged,
Gifts of Knowledge, bright and true,
Gifts of Bliss, to see the world anew.
Gluttony, Pride, Sloth and Wrath
Envy, Greed and Lust
There is no greater gift bestowed,
Than Night’s own boon - to her favoured souls.
A magic spell, a forbidden art,
Or maybe, just a delicious tart.
A vial of powder to make you feel,
The world so suddenly unreal.
The sun retreats, the moon reveals,
An un-ho-ly sight.
The Satyrs dance around the pole,
For the Lord of Lies, who Lies below.
Under His gaze, in carnal rapture,
The night’s delights we all must capture,
But not for Him, this is for Us -
The only rule, disobedience.
Asmodeus, Astaroth, Baphomet, Belial,
Dagon, Diabolus, Euronymous, Gorgo,
Hecate, Kali, Lilith, Mammon,
Mania, Mephistopheles, Sammael, Thoth.
A book of truth and a box of lies,
An un-ra-vel-ling of li-ne-ar time.
The empty space, between the lights,
Tonight, it is The Darkest Night.
So raise your glass of Delirium,
Bring song to lips and be eclipsed -
Euphoria! - will take Her throne,
For The Night, brings ecstasy.
