Sworn to the Black - Morbid Angel

Spawn of the ever rolling abyss

Ever espousing unluminous

Charred soul — Burned at rebirth

Quest not save the death of the sun

Repulsed by the light

Heart pumping ice

So cold to this world

Reclude until the summoning

Sworn to the black

Our father begotten, not made

Before all legends of man

Receive my loyalty, my offering

In my veins;

the blood of the ancient brood

Summon me

Burning inside, I feel the call

Blood of the Ancient Ones now boils

At war — War with the race

Father rise and the world be one

Repulsed by the light

No feeling for life

Drained of my being

I lie dead but still I’m sworn