Come now sleep in these constant dreams
Seek out the instrument of gods.
The black sand of truth
Forced to find the lives of men to pollute, In pursuit.
Try to bend the minds so it will consume,
Now intrude.
Bask in the solstice of constant abuse,
A blood moon.
Immolate these souls for the holy Anu.
There’s no use.
Once I control the relic humanity drowns in the torrent for the promise of merit.
Wither away into their doom.
Blessed in rituals to arouse visuals of death and carrion. Druid I loathe...
As their god I’ve blessed the penance of selfish men. Repeat
Oblations for the thirst obsessing.
And now I’ve bathed in their blood.
Sensations of this lust embracing.
It swarms with impulse I trust.
Worship the Nocturnal Ancient
Worship the Nocturnal Ancient
Come for me instrument of gods.
The black sand of truth
Come for me instrument of gods.
The black sand of truth
In solace of a flame engulfing the darkness I awake to call upon thy name.
Nocturnal Ancients
I will only follow your ways of truth
Nocturnal Ancients
I will only follow your ways of truth
Black sand has entered inside of you.
I will only follow your ways of truth
Black sand has entered inside of you.
Instrument of gods.
credits
from Modern Cvlt,
released January 21, 2019
All music and lyrics written and performed by Darkdrinker. All songs mixed and mastered by Adam Brown.
