View from Nihil; Pt 1

View from Nihil; Pt 1 - Mayhem

For everything around me I experience is cold and dead

The blood of others is of a colder substance and taste

Therefore I must spill and serve the blood that in me runs vibrant

In the frost of the dying minds of western society I recreate

It will be the resurrection of the brotherhood of holy death

In the year of the holy roman empire of night times to come and last

The day of which I shall lay my sword upon your throats

Upon the mighty warriors of the land of northern regions

Upon the shores of our desolate coast within the waves

I can see the wreckage floating ashore of the dying

Culture

And so I greet those who still have eyes to observe and

See

And who still have courage to break through into the

Dying light