How you would please me Night without your stars
Which speak a foreign dialect that jars
On one who seeks the void the black the bare
Yet even your darkest shade a canvas forms
Whereon my eye must multiply in swarms
Familiar looks of shapes no longer there
Vision of disorder
Meritorious perpetual annihilation
Fountains of blood running down with rain
Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction
Hail We are the Legion Of Chaos
Hail Bow to the Legion Of Doom
Chaos sperm and ova of all species
Chaos bringer of darkness and daylight
You forests like cathedrals are my dread
You roar like organs Our curst hearts like cells
Where death forever rattles on the bed
Echo your de Profundis as it swells
My spirit hates you Ocean sees and loathes
Its tumults in your own Of men defeated
The bitter laugh that's full of sobs and oaths
Is in your own tremendously repeated
Fountains of blood running down with rain
Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction
Hail We are the Legion Of Chaos
Hail Bow to the Legion Of Doom
Chaos sperm and ova of all species
Chaos bringer of darkness and daylight
Chaotic vision of the cosmos