Dark Funeral - A Beast to Praise

In solitude I am talking to ghosts And while the netherworld is being ripped open wide My human flesh is still keeping me Between these walls, and I am eager to die I am creating all these fantasies With all those filthy claws reaching out My dreams are dark and they are not my own I hear the Devil call He's crying out for blood His crimson eye is watching from the depths of the night I am forsaken and my sanity's abandoned me My hands are cold I have a strength that's beyond my fading flesh I am becoming what I knew I would be The beast of hate The killers knife, the murderer of gods Inside my head I am feeding my thoughts And as the darkness falls I stand strong and proud My serpent skin is still cold and sleek I am sublime and I am ready to die The evil one is watching from the depths of the dark I am alone and driven by my murder fantasies My thoughts are vile I have an urge to destroy my human mold I am becoming what I always have been A beast so great The stabbing knife, deliverer of death My eyes turn black I have a drive that's too strong to comprehend I am the fallen one that conquers the night A beast to praise To fear and awe, I am the king of the damned In loneliness I am ruling the world And now my kingdom reaches so far and wide My flesh and bones were just keeping me Confined and chained, but I am finally dead My hands are strong I have the brawn to destroy my mortal cage I am more vicious than I ever have been A beast from Hell A ruthless force, the bearer of the flame My eyes are black I have a lust that's too strong to hold against I shall bring slaughter and erase all the light A beast to praise To fear and awe, the bringer of the end