Celtic Frost - Triptych: Totengott lyrics

I have never heard his voice nor have I ever seen his form. Yet still he casts his dark shadow on the light of my being. d**h -- Negation of being. Wraith of inner sanctum. Apparition of my amorphousness. Solemnity of my disembodiment. d**h -- Decay. Creator of corpses. Principle of annihilation. Secret of negativity. Unspeakable silence. Despairing monologue.