under a funeral moon

• on the day of my final sacrifice
  the chilling steel open my veins
  blood stains my skin
  silver chalice must be filled...
  
  drinking the poisoned blood
  i enter my shadowed coffin
  two goathorns in my hands
  i raise my arms and close my eyes
  to receive the infernal hails
  from my brother in the land of the damned
  
  the howling wind blows in the naked trees
  moonlit fields are glowing in the dark
  below me, the path to the cemetary
  where my spiritual brother take me
  
  they halt at the shadow of an oak
  my nocturnal funeral commence
  laying in my blasphemous sleep
  i am lowered down to the pit
  
  a raven sings my last song
  as the wolves howl their goodbyes
  the funeral moon glows strongly now
  for i am nearly there
  
  this night of late october
  the darkside opens it's gate
  morbid souls wait for me
  for satanic conspiracy
  
  flowers of doom
  rising in bloom
  you will see
  our immortality!
  
  (bkz: darkthrone)
  (bkz: under a funeral moon)