Gallows of Inversion - Behexen

The shadow is above

The spiritless world of Adam’s race

The mankind has fallen

Blinded by the white darkness

Encountering death after death

A wandering decayed soul

Born again filled with fears

Circle without end

We have fallen in love with Death

And taken it into our hearts

Let it build thoughts

Of its necessity and beauty

Gallow that turn to tree

Are filled with fruits for the wise

And Death himself embraces

The deathless spirit

On the holy path of true salvation

We walk towards understanding

The love for Death must be stronger

Than the one for the creators of your flesh

Only pure devotion can save

With the keys of living gnosis

Pass the gate of continuum

And Death gives birth to the other level