1. INCIPIT

(Instrumental)


2. I COME TO JOIN THIS DARK SIDE

I come to join this dark side
Where light denied blows away
And my eyes forever burn
Guided by my black spirits over the gate
Now marching to victory my sight is clear
Worship hate
Nightmarequest here I gather with demons
Like Brutus over Caesar I join conspiracy
Of darkness and fire.
Ready to kill.
Fucked up life disapears and reality blackens
Trust to execute
Worship nothing
Worship me
I come to jopin this dark side
I am this dark side
Thousand funerals and eternal rain
Cryptic Life.
I am here.


3. THE MAN OF STONE

Of cold white stone I speak
And flesh heavily tortured by evil
Statue of an unfeeling beauty
A naked sorrowful reality is often
Hidden inside
Beyond good and evil there is a transfer
In the garden of silence
A conspiracy whispered upon the forest
In deep of my heart silent reading the book
Mastering the prodogies of undead
Thier eyes fulfilled by love
Unacceptable.
She is mine over her will
Drink my water again and again
Mute reenge
Your servent Shub Niggurath!
Black goat of woods!
Silent watching my cavern the man of stone
Under the snow under the rain
Imprisoned here mind frozen dying forever
Doom of tomorrow is ours.


4. BEYOND THE PALE MOON

Here I walk alone
just followed by
The gloomy shadows of spirits
of the dead
And no light gives me the sense of eternity
I could live somewhere
Beyond the pale moon.
It's just in the frozen hell under this walking path
The place where I live will triumph.
Me; the angry countdown
Before my death!
Senseless.
Trapped in this life. Uholy. Intolerant.
Better, addicted to the things
Beyond the pale moon.
I desire the place where I will triumph.
The God now I forget is the hell I bring
A plaugue. A Disease.
Death I support. In ghosts I believe
Mad for my sight dead before new day light


5. SCORNCHOSEN IN BLACK

Thunders of hatred
Lightning scarlet in the fog.
And the oppresion comes down as
The blckend cloak of death upon
Life worm like human.
Cude or better purification
Waiting for extiction of these sub-humans
A brain burnt into a crisis of hysteria
And intolerance
Discovering new words of pervert
Experiments of blasphemy
My soul blackens
And slowly forgetting its essence
Becomes nothing
I am a composition of bones and flesh
Not understanding why I am here
Constantly hearing the noise of life
And the happines of blind.
I can see. I can choose. I am oblivion.
Where desires gather hundreds.
Come visit the eternal hall of fire.


6. BLOODCLOACKED

Spitting dirt thru the smokes
Of a lightly misconception
The last ride of righteousness
Death from an inside world of twisted heroes
And when the walking cemetary awakes
The pale face of truth becomes an incontrolled
Servant of hopeless justice.
From the freezed face
Of the beast a scream for eternal revolution
Reborn after mortal wounds my son
From thew depths of grimness
Thru the seas of corpses corrupting
And whispered bones
A Command a Cause.
Declare war to the world
Thru the seas of corpses corrupting
And whispering bones
Set the darkest conquest piercing the sky
Haunted and bloodcloaked
Annibalizing the reconciliation
Of souls and flesh.


7. MY SILENT TOMB

(Instrumental)