Legion of Chaos - Devilish Impressions

Legion of Chaos - Devilish Impressions
How you would please me
Night without your stars
Which speak a foreign dialect
That jars
On one who seeks the void
The black the bare
Yet even your darkest
Shade a canvas forms
Whereon my eye must
Multiply in swarms
Familiar looks of shapes
No longer there”
Vision of disorder
Meritorious perpetual annihilation
Fountains of blood
Running down with rain
Washing away the stench of
Mankind's putrefaction
Hail We are the Legion Of Chaos
Hail Bow to the Legion Of Doom
Chaos sperm and ova of all species
Chaos bringer of darkness and daylight
„You forests like cathedrals
Are my dread
You roar like organs
Our curst hearts like cells
Where death forever
Rattles on the bed
Echo your de Profundis as it swells
My spirit hates you
Ocean sees and loathes
Its tumults in your own
Of men defeated
The bitter laugh
That's full of sobs and oaths
Is in your own tremendously repeated
Fountains of blood running down with rain
Washing away the stench
Of mankind's putrefaction
Hail We are the Legion Of Chaos
Hail Bow to the Legion Of Doom
Chaos sperm and ova of all species
Chaos bringer of darkness and daylight
Chaotic vision of the cosmos