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The fumes of black candles,
The soot is eating the faces of the saints,
Without the count of nights
Reflected in the features, so morbid…

Sleep-bound by a heroin dream behind the desk,
Found a new home in the cobweb of shadows.

What do you dream about, oh dead one, in this bewitching murk?

The ice of bloodless lips,
Kissed by the fiends to their hearts’ content,
The transformation into a cadaver,
The desire to fall into the Devil’s jaws.

And there he is, behind the smooth glass,
Appeared as a three-horned goat in the mirror.

What do you dream about, oh dead one, in this bewitching murk?

In this deep, bewitching murk,
Are you having sweet dreams, dead maiden?

In this chilling, frightening darkness,
The body turns cold on the deathbed.
In the damp grave on the very bottom
Are you having sweet dreams, dead maiden?

The candles faded away, the hearth cooled down,
And the Evil one has taken the soul into gloom.

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from Raz​​​ö​​​rschrieck - Black Magick, released February 2, 2023

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