The Black Sacrament Songtext
von Behenian

Under the cloak of silence, it′s contemplated through the mirror,
The totality is reflected illusive to reality, apparently in context.

Feverish the stars recede before the treason of the son,
Riding his stellar carriage, undertakes on a journey without end.
While she escapes from oblivion, trying to find sanity.
A thousand millennia shall pass
For the black sacrament to be recited.

Adjacent madness, to the prejudice of the son,
Indoctrinated mind gradually falls, into the void of memories.
Monotony of motion, at the dawn of a new day.


Feverish the stars receded before the treason of the son,
Riding his stellar carriage, he undertook a journey without end
While she has climbed into oblivion
Just to find the duality of reality
A thousand millennia ought to pass
For the black sacrament to be recited!

Strangled by the abstraction of the space and time,
Eternity dissipated in a second, imploded from the core,
Early metaphor of the mother that gave birth to darkness,
Alienated she's fighting a war against herself.

The son with the tail ablaze, was protected by her gaze,
Under the shade of the grand cosmic tree,
Whose branches rise beyond the veil
Consciousness remains, fluctuating in the vastness of desolation

A word that symbolized what could not be expressed
The son has been left behind
His mother dies in the inmense sad solitude!