Obsecration - I Am an Odious Ghoul

Now that I know what a malicious creature I am.
Up on the black veils of night.
The stars are shinning frozen and unbelievablely distant
and I stoll in the gloomy forest
like a wolf in the dark under the boundless abyss of the sky.

I`m thirsty for the dark power that dispose
the corpses of those who died forcibly.
The indescribable trance is to swallow
the rotten liquid of the dead mind.


I feel the black power spill
inside me as I swallow in healthy sips.
A thirst that strengthens as much I drink.
An enjoyable almost unbearable drunkenness.

I feel the dark to spread up
in every vein of mine more sweet that wine.
Less intoxicating but more cooling.
I`m an odious ghoul and I sip the dead.