Antichrist's Kiss

Behind walls of stone
Where I have been alone
He meets me by a cemetery throne
Like a passionate torch of Hell's flame
The son of the Devil be his name
Drapes of darkness conceal conversation
With his pleasurable and rebellious sensation
My hand is blessed by a power from damnation
When he kisses with seductive lips
An offering of blood red wine I take in sips
My devotion to Hell's power to dedicate
Mixed fear with desire to further complicate
Love for Lucifer to once again appreciate
Praising allegiance to this war
I have never felt like this before
For him to fall in love and adore
The fair night lady
Who stands before the Gates
With lust and passions to rise at sudden rates
Caressing beloved entwined fates
The fiery goblet of freedom exchanged
For a solitary soul deranged
Ritual ignited all prepared and arranged
Bell of justice to ring Satan's might
As his progeny closely holds me tight
Candles burn among incense fumes
Where herbal plants grow and flowers bloom
Pentagram touches and earth bound scents
Proclaiming prayer calls exalted sixth sense
My soul committed to our cause we know
In perfectly sealed lips without words
Is the burning and enlightening Antichrist's kiss.