Unholy - Wunderwerck Lyrics
Purest in him is the urge to killA secret dream, a supressed willIn the night of the mindThe beast still howlsCalling him into the deepest nightInto the deepest nightAbove the pits of woeShines himself the morningstarGives him the urge, gives him the mightTo darkest wonders, to darkest artsTrue prowess, fulfillment as manDevours the one to become oneTakes to not to be takenWhoever that takes shall be givenWhoever that falls shall be devoured upon