Worship from Fane by Ante-Inferno

When the whole world lies in silence
Alone, I contemplate death.
My hand is guided by the stars
And the moon

I draw the circle on the ground.
Haunted by the wind I trudge
To the place where I shall die.
A pillar of salt no more
But a grain of dust adrift on an eddy of air.

Beneath the slathering rain I call its name;
Its voice is the thunder that breaks the earth's brow.

Lightning pierces my heart and I fall.
Blood flows into the circle. Fills it. I exhale.
Death comes. And In the darkness strange eyes glow.

Talons black grasp at my throat. My skin tears.
I disappear into the night. And the world returns
Once more, to silence.

• Atmospheric Black Metal
• Black Metal
• Depressive Black Metal
• English Black Metal
• Metal
• Scarborough