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1. MOUTH OF LEVIATHAN Now, open wide the mouth of Leviathan and free Your wrathful shadows the formless beasts of Your flame. Like a fog they rise from the face of the earth as your cold and freezing hand Faithfully haunting the souls. The disciples of your path prepared for your magnificent coming monumental era of chaos the inverted dawn of creation Hungry God of the depths...Release the death. 2. WHERE THE DEVIL SPOKE The towers of the palace are rising to the sky And disappear into the dark fog Demonic and heavy atmosphere Is resting above this place The stone floor of the lowest chamber And a heavy altar of sacrifice Once intoxicated by blood When offered the purest sacrifice Young child dressed in white Takes the body and blood of Christ "be one with your Lord for soon your blood will flow..." Ritual-dagger meets the flesh Weak heart beats for the last time Severed head on a silver plate The Devil's mass may begin Black wafers in the name of Satan Cup of blood risen high Come forth master of darkness And talk to me through the mouth of the dead Bloody and sadistic mass In the dark times of the middle ages The night wind still remembers that mass Where the Devil spoke SATANIC WARMASTER 3. WHERE ETERNITY AWAITS The northern winds carried the vision of a time yet to be when the cold breath of evil once ascends from it's throne To join me as one with the night, in the light of moon to let me inhale the mist of my sorrows Let them flow through my veins and awaken the malice the convulsion to be reborn like Fenris unbound from its chains So that I could forever wander in search for his morbid heart and leave behind just the footsteps in the snow. Towards a gate between life and oneness with darkness on a path made of crushed joyless frozen flowers I will never look behind me, the desolate dark awaits only once reaching out to crush the memory of life Wandering into the endless depths of the dying horizon to disappear in the raging funeral snowfall In obscurity, encircled by the coiling shapes in ice with eyes staring into the silent infinity where eternity awaits 4. THE BURNING EYES OF THE WEREWOLF Funeral darkness, clouds shadow the pale surface of the moon Amid peals of possessed chants out from the darkness and the fog The demon with black fur and claws as dirks is unbound Skulks the woods in monstrous craving for blood The burning eyes of the werewolf The runes written in the stone Forbidden wisdom hidden within The signs of spells long forgotten When the moon shines the cursed black soul is awoken Bestial howls approach with terror in the dusk Slowly in the silent woods the predator lurks Old tales that for-see the beast have revived  paroles ajoutées par Necrofrost - Modifier ces paroles |  |
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