Dimmu Borgir - Reptile Lyrics
Glowing eyes, staring eyesManifest of evil presenceWith entities swept in disease and decayA fall from paradise beyond redemptionWratchild's afterglowHe who speaks of nightly treasuresHe who wraps the serpent around my neckHe who pours poisonous wine in my chaliceHe who lets me serve and slip away...and so I will take shelterin the absence of the lightHiding like a masked miniature in the darkA revenant without relief it seemsFor the art of becoming a progenyand to be raised in such curseIs to forever creep among haive mortalsInfesting the dead in herdesHis grandeur of guidance in roundtrips obscureHe who immerse my hands in sullen thrillsHis paths on which domination lingerHe who dares to proove the sanity of mineHe who speaks of nightly treasuresHe who lets me serve and slip awayBlack unearthly void creature crawlingForbidden, forgotten,fairly underratedBastards in the shape of angels holding my handsPassing me what is left of the wine
