The Sacred Dance with Chaos - Suicidal Angels

It is the dead, the dead indeed

Them to come closer in my dream

And yet is not clean yet

If am I speaking to the dead

The void is calling

Below the frozen sky

Death be the welcome

You hear the call and die

Past winds, tomorrow storms

Embrace the fires

The sacred dance with chaos

I spread the fear, now hell is here

My soul is pierced with venom’s spear

The void is calling

Below the frozen sky

Death be the welcome

You hear the call and die

I march in to the black

There’s no turning back

I watch the fires burn

I took the path of no return

I offer immolation

I bring this sacrifice

A soul sails to damnation

Disgraced and frozen eyes

What arms this hand?

Which power makes the stand?

Who is to make the call?

Either on feet or down to fall

I found this ancient form of evil

To stand above me like an eagle

Tear out my guts, the mouth shuts

What kind of curse reigns through these lands?

The void is calling

Below the frozen sky

Death be the welcome

You hear the call and die

What kind of curse reigns through these lands?