Resplendence of Sin Immaculate

In shadows veiled, a throne of night
Where angels weep and shun the sight
A crown of thorns in darkness born
Adorned in sins, the flesh is torn
Unholy light from eyes so keen
A blaze where virtue’s never seen

With iron wings and venom’s kiss
The serpent’s song in whispered hiss
A choir of void where silence reigns
In catacombs of crimson stains
A chalice raised to blood’s delight
To feast upon the sacred blight

The banners torn, the altar cracked
The sun eclipsed, the sky turned black
A choir sings of hollowed pride
Where gods of old and new have died
Inverted cross and shattered creed
The roots of death and poisoned seed

The midnight’s call to sovereign flame
To revel in the blaspheme’s name
A dance of death, a wolfish grin
The pageantry of soul and skin
A throne of skulls, a scepter cursed
In shadows deep, the sins rehearsed

The seven heads, the beast adorned
A kingdom forged in fire and scorn
The splendor found in flesh’s fall
To tear the veil, to hear the call
Unholy rites in ancient tongue
To praise the dark where sins are sung

The raven’s eye, the serpent’s breath
The hymn that mocks the chains of death
A hymn for those who bear the mark
Who burn in fire and cling to dark
The fall from grace, the sovereign’s path
To wade in sin’s immortal wrath

A forest deep with bones and ash
Where spirits writhe and demons clash
The chasm’s maw, the pit’s embrace
The final kiss of death’s sweet face
To fall and rise in darkest glow
The immaculate of sin’s tableau

No light to break, no dawn to quell
The beauty of the deepest well
A kingdom built on blood and ire
The flame that fuels the pyre’s fire
For in the dark where saints have bled
We crown the damned and raise the dead