Your final moon sets On this night you shall die! Your pathetic merciful god, where is he now? He didn't listen to your cry… We will come to you
Droning winds sang my name in choirs so silent and grievous Imploring me to awaken, to enlighten my moonlit eyes Famished, grinning in pain, branded stiff
As the twilight gave birth to the night I walked into the forest The twisted trees clawing at the skies These are my true domimions The mist glows
In the black depths of my very soul A vast emptiness lies so arcane and cold Caressed by the icy touch of melancholy Like the sweetest of poison it permeates
The veil of nocturnal beauty Drowns the daylight flames And so IT broods beyond the depths of the horizon never seen by the eyes of man Awakened by
Winter ice - terminal frost Closing eyes of equinox Dimensional change - darkening skies The sphere is shackled till dusk Prophet dreams - ride the winds
reaches high...impaling the clouds Raised is the flag of war, onwards to hel Onwards to hel! The world implodes in a sphere of chaos As naglfar devours
I stared into the broken mirrors of the universe Dragged further unto the grasp of obscurity Called by voices, called towards sin As a black shape
Scorching heat brings tears to my eyes As I follow the shadows Down below through the moonlit abyss Riding the winds of damnation Posessed by the
Crawling in grief Across the distant fields I am the desire of which engrawed thee... The formation was set An enormous storm arose As the thirleenth
The slench in the air is cold as a winter night The loss of my inner guest The fallen star faded away... Deeper, deeper I sink into the embrace of
Oh queen of the night, hear my call I raised my sword as many times before Calling for the empress to return Opening my veins releasing my blood And
There will be no beauty The secrets of the unborn An angel's cries with it's shattered wings The holy blood is spilled I fell from grace, I fell into
See, disaster is spreading from nation to nation Now the great yellow tempest bears witness of annihilation... of death Worthless replicas made to adore
Oh, glorious morning-star, my pridefull light Cast down in the abyss lord of fire, lord of night Unveiled in a vision Poison my heart and soul Come
Humanity what have you ever done for me? Denounced and cursed since my birth for I am not like thee A proud descendant of the ancient seed Driven forth
A chilling wind grasp my soul as I walk through the twilight gates Choirs of grief are heard from the spirits of the ancient breed Now I know what lies
Enter! Daughters of death, seducers from the limbonic kingdom Angels of hell, their lips speak of perdition Inhaling searing ashes of their temples burning
