Necromantia Scarlet Evil Witching Black All music and lyrics by Necromantia, except 'The Arcane Light of Hecate' by Andea Meyer Haugen. - Devilskin 5:49 - Black mirror 6:31 - Pretender to the throne (opus I: the userper's spawn) 5:27 - The arcane light of hecate 4:21 - Scarlet witching screams 5:27 - The serpent and the pentagram 5:21 - Pretender to the throne (opus II: battle at the netherworld) 7:51 - Spiritdance 6:26 Devilskin Draped in silken skin and torment Hellbound and riding ghosts in flames I'll usurp the moon and kill the sun I'll sink the world into a dream of pain I'll weave an invocation To insanity and rebirth Fiery lightning hold my hand Show me your face in black waters My worst, declared enemies Are my most devoted slaves They inspire me a wolf idolatry I'll burn them in my witch-pyre Tonight I'll drown the face of mankind Into the dark blood of it's own heart Even the shadows reflect my rage Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin And blood will paint my canvass Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin The beast is loose within me DEVILSKIN, SATANSKIN! Black Mirror The mirror is the psychic gate To reach and touch the Dragon The serpent of the inner plain The highest of all adepts A thousand eyes gazing upon The candlelight of my soul Undead's thirteen waxing moons That shed their light on Death's own skull Through my black mirror I change the self Through my black mirror I change the world The black halo reappears As the fearsome hellfire trident Both weapon and sacred symbol Of my bloodline manifests Tonguing out my hungry soul With violent telepathy Connecting all my spiritforms With the fiery Barracks of Abyss I work my magic through the dreams I twist and bind their will Like crafty mist I infiltrate To shape and change their futures The father of lies Speaks the truth I am the father of lies Pretender to the Throne (Opus I: The Usurper's Spawn) Godless descendant of my blood Impudent son of Erihtho You dare to provoke my power So come and feel my ruthless wrath On a night of a fiery moon Your witchborn mother summoned me Whispering my dreadful names Raising the southern winds I rode to her on griffon's wings Piercing the darkness of her dreams She begged the dark to be my bride To bear my son, the demigod So I gave her the joys of hell A night of dark and bleeding lust My heathen sperm, my burning seed To raise the mortals' demon-king I gifted you the mortal world To rule the lands and do as you please And now you impious earth worm You dare to claim your father's throne? I am the Dragon, supreme king I am the dark that gave you birth I am the blood and I am the life Death riders my chariots of sin But if a war is what you want Then in my Name so it will be When Cerberus will howl at Hades I'll come my son your soul to take The Arcane Light of Hecate Oh ancient one, thy the knowledge of death Rise from thy tomb And reveal thy wisdom, the secrets of life To the daughters of the endless night Born in my womb Oh powerful queen, thy the knowledge of fear Dangerous when crossed, the art of sorcery The bringers of joy and misery Thy children never tell thy mystery Oh mother of shadows, thy the knowledge of sorrow Join the dance in the garden of Dionysus delight Joy of life (ecstasy of lust) We embrace thy shining light tonight Scarlet Witching Dreams Turn from the light and live for eternity A mesmerizing whisper I once heard in a dream And blood painted my dream scarlet Sending my soul to sleep I dreamed a purple night sky Which I crossed on black wings I met the Queen of Darkness Destined to be my bride And blood painted my dream scarlet Sending my soul to weep I once dreamed of a tower Of black ebony stone Surrounded by three rivers Flegethon, Acheron and Styx And blood painted my dreams scarlet Drowning my soul in grief I dreamed of frozen caverns Bathed in pale moonlight Unearthly bat-like figures Were resting in the vault And blood painted my dream scarlet Marking my soul to deep I once dreamed of a grey wolf Which came and licked my hands I gazed into the beast's eyes And saw that I must hunt And blood painted my dream scarlet Upsetting my soul from sleep And now I dream of myself Transformed and born again Free from the earthen death tides Entering dreams of others And blood paints my dreams scarlet Sending my soul to feed The Serpent and the Pentagram Spiritual bonds and scared oaths Malevolent spells carved on pagan flesh Paranormal symbolism of chaos And the serpent crawling in dark paths In the mirrored chateau of the Worm Daimonia dance in pentagrams And a Sumerian wizard's chanting Mental spellbinding rhapsodies The serpent is now fire And the pentagram is one Visions stream from ruined temples Where shapeshifting witches fornicate Poisoned by the ruby elixir Made by the dreams of burning infants Like profane whispers to the moon Are the secret ways the Ravens pray A carmine litany in reverse For the spirits of the Unpure Typhona, Leviathan, Jormungand, Tiamat Bless me with your venom And touch me with your soul Pretender to the Throne (Opus II: Battle at the Nether- world) Beyond the mountains of madness Crossing the river Acheron Lies the crimson battlefield Where Father and son will cross their blades On a flaming bat-shaped chariot The Infernal Emperor appears Matching his daring offspring Waiting for Cerberus to howl The guardian hound now screams And swords are raised with hatred Both forged in pain and blackness Destined to spread the veil of Death The battle doesn't seem to end Such is their ferocious rage Like hungry beasts upon their prey No more blood ties can hide their hate Suddenly the black-steel blade Held by the pretender's hand Pierces the Undead's wicked head As dragon wings shading the sun A wave of living darkness Effuses from the Emperor's heart Embraces the usurper Absorbing his soul and blood A triumphant voice Now echoes in the skies Now my son we're bound Reborn into the Black Masters of the Cosmos Now my son we're one Spiritdance I travelled through the eyes of the Necroscope Into the realm where marble tombs lay open Where Death and Decay hold their thrones And sorrow chants her funeral song A weird sweet music fills the air As shadow forms gather in circles And it is nighttime, so cold, so dark When spirits start their dance macabre Ghostly dancers whirling around Their lips move in silence And there is death in their eyes A young couple waltzes among the gravestones (holding goblets of silver in their hands) Together they drink as the music plays on Together they die poisoned by their own hands Beside a grey mausoleum Two duellists fence with etherial blades And as the sword pierces the heart A misty veil enshrouds them both A man whose faithless wife betrayed his love Slays the unwary lovers onto their bed of lust As a poet of unsound mind ends his damned being Giving his life for the glory of the black art Centuries of spectral agony and pain Performed like a drama before my eyes In the first light of day the spirits disappear In a haze of ghostly mist shimmer away Until the next time they replay their deaths