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(Instrumental) 2. INFERNAL PRIDE From this tower of pride i see no crosses, i see no stars i see not one of the weaks' godly lies but only the powers of mine the fury of the winds in the woods the malice of the breath of the night the silence of ruin and destruction the coldness of my infinite pride. Inhuman demon of infernal pride not to be found in the books of lies born from the night of the world born from individualism and hate superiority is now in my shade when i face the diabolic storms emerging there with triumphant eyes i unfold my proud wings in black. Crushing the ancient lies of the jews treading on the diseased of the desert disdaining all creeds of eternity there are no chains in my life for i am not a slave in despair for i aspire the nocturnal might the ruin and death of low life and for now all the shades are mine. 3. UNDER BLACK WINGS Influence falls from me towards the lands a winter of forces unknown tearing the day my silent pride grows in the realms of the night ages of darkness in a frozen soul. Demonic wings of might encountering the night as the moonlight slowly fades my rage below dominates. By a frozen brook i stand waters for the proud blood in the thorns of ice death in the world outside winds of malice and of pain nocturnal heralds of my name a legion of storms in the skies my dark invocations rise. Black wings of freezing might filling wintershadowed skies i’m the conqueror in blackness eyes that pierce the dark. 4. FOREST OF FROZEN STREAMS Powerful will-to-conquer ancient times in mind's recesses glimpses of forgotten words a wisdom not thoroughly fade away. As the blind worms rejoice in vanity i gather the accursed ways to truth leaving them all behind towards eternal solitude drinking in frozen streams of forgotten knowledge the coldest waters for the will-to-conquer. I vanish from the base world outside shadows pass through the white a forest of eternally frozen streams waters that are only for the proud. Winds bringing forth the truth a mind able to comprehend contemplation of the world's will in an aspiration towards infinities- striking knowledge of the life i reach the throne with malicious eyes- silent shadows of intellectual pleasure the weak storms are left behind in the whispering shades of the past my eyes shall always pierce the dark- forest of frozen streams and proud trees a graveyard of knowledge leaving me alone as i stand on the abyss the dead pave my path to a worthy solitude. As the blind worms rejoice in vanity i gather the accursed ways to truth leaving them all behind towards eternal solitude drinking in frozen streams of forgotten knowledge the coldest waters for the will-to-conquer. 5. PROUD IN STORMS Enticed into the shades i’m walking the path of the purest evil. Alone under the storms places clad in nocturnal black facing the abyss and its winds my senses for darkness awake. The dark spectres of the forest they'll be by my side they shall serve me on my plans of hate and of conquering the mightiest storms are caused by my black wings in black storms of frozen hate i command all winds to blow. Standing above them all in the storms of the end secrets now are mine proud in storms. 6. DARK MISTS OF CRUELTY Black hordes prepared for battle in the awful shades of night shapes of spears and gleams of helmets half seen through the fog so dark a glare of cathedrals burning marble angels gaze our glory the earth is dyed in hellish red dark mists of cruelty swiftly spread. In my sight ruin shall be eternal my wounds are bleeding darkness frore i withstood the storms of the chasm as a shadow of the night i shall forever walk. Standing at the arched iron gates of the gloomy Shadowed Ruins under nightskies that foreshadow our forthcoming victories no shade will hide the christians from our deadly cruel eyes for we ever dwelt and walked in domains of eternal dark. A hymn to Death is sung by the cold winds of the night my cruelty possessed me even to destroy all herds' low life under an enfeebled moon just a scorched land remains under an enfeebled moon just a scorched land remains. In my sight ruin shall be eternal my wounds are bleeding darkness frore i withstood the storms of the chasm as a shadow of the night i shall forever walk. 7. WILL-TO-CONQUER Rising of the will black powers of the mind lonely wandering shade in forests clad in dark nocturnal aspirations weapons to conquer a pale face of death surrounded by shadows of hate. True denial of the will extermination of sub-humans haughty deadly stallion to ride the dark lands of death to conquer the world besides. Dominion of the mightiest from the realms of Chaos and old Night the coldest winds are blowing upon me bringing the wisdom forlorn. 8. OF ANCIENT NIGHT Cold void desolations demon of essential blackness development of hate years of darkness surround path of a new born pride invisible to all eyes mine shall be the only quest a victory profound. There stood no god against me towards the only truth the Night is all i see in wings of reality all human religions fade dreams of relief for the weak the Night is the one thing eternal my Pride is the one thing infernal. (Thunder's voice) Nocturnal aspirations an unbiblical hell plans of hate and of pride individualism is all black wings of a philosopher turned into reality a dechristianized Night is the destiny of these skies. Plans of hate and of conquering all-desolating mightstorms stalking through the lands below the proud blackwinged one. paroles ajoutées par rass - Modifier ces paroles
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