The Crimson Moon Unwithered

The lotus tree in the seventh heaven is the place of my revelation
Paradise is my wine and hell is the heat of my scorching wind
Constellations prostrated to me until I was elevated
Like the prostration of servants to the served
And all those in the universe said to me
Must there be brought liberty unto these unhallowed grounds
To pass the time I sleep into dreams
Exchanging words with mirrorforms
Tonight, we'll discuss your ingrained disgust for the wellspring

A god
A broken regretful evil still lingers beneath my feet
A remorseful winter, says thy lord
I look to the sky for a sign of hope
Shapes and shades open a gate revealing my fate
I raise my arm up to the sky and claw from the wrist down
Warmed by blood and skin
It drips down into the waters before me, churning violently

Hanging from the tree of nine realms
Yggdrasil granted me eternal knowledge
This power granted from Hel, my enemies
Uruz, thurisaz, ansuz, dust they've become
The river becomes a sea of red, now I lay down to sleep
Quivering in tears and blood holding cadavers close
Closer than the aether's sun
O father, o moon, o sky