1. CALL OF THE DISTANT SKIES

(Instrumental)


2. NIGHTSIDE GLANCE

My life is going fast, to ashes I will burn,
The wind will scatter my dust,
My soul will fly and not return…

I don’t live in hell, nor paradise.
I see eternal dark in my eyes.
My heart was eaten by a flock of crows.
My soul is locked in the cold underground.

My death was the start of a torturing way:
Disfigured flesh and the smell of decay.
The punishment was relentless so much,
The demons are watching me but they’re don’t touch…

Last sigh and glance…
No second chance…

Feel the fever on my skin
Who gives me the defence from my deadly sin?
The nightside glance is watching my back.
Send me to the dream press my frail neck.

The moon is shining like the sun in my unnecessary life.
The moonlight path is sending me to the land where I’ll never die.
The majesty of frozen nature receives me and embraces
By the hands and covers me with a snowstorm in my grave.

In my life like in this forest I’ll make my way through.
Just the moon is sympathizing, it is suffering, too.
I leave this land, staring at the sky, flying to the stars.
Just one light was in my life, this light was the dark…

Turned out from the life
And unaccepted in paradise,
In this life I am lost,
I fly in the night sky like a ghost.


3. ESSENCE OF MANKIND PUTREFACTION

Perplexed in the mire of deception and ignorance
Possessed by the power of their foolish convictions
They are doomed to eternal slavery,
For being the servants of their dead god

Marked in the cradle by the seal of the human race
Deprived of their rights; deprived of their lives.
They are blind; they are roaming in darkness
They find consolation in lies

Weak — are dreaming of compassion.
Fools — are craving for eternal justice.
Devouring lies in pure form
Coming from their fear and distress.

Mental derangement… End of the mankind…
The age of gloomy days has come to its end.
The surge of anger is rushing through this world
It brings Chaos into the human souls

Every part of me is screaming from pain
I’m full of hate, it’s overfilling me
The Great plague awaits this useless breed
I hunger for an eternal damnation of their lives

They cover under with the name of god,
But this name only causes hatred in me.
Decrepit and feeble church is just a den of corruption
Dead blood of Christ is getting colder in its veins.

Weak — are dreaming of compassion.
Fools — are craving for eternal justice.
Devouring lies in pure form
That came from their fear and distress.

We see new temples arising on Earth —
The last heaven of god dying here.
These tombs are the symbol of a death agony.
What once was a garden now reminds me a cemetery.

Perplexed in the mire of deception and ignorance
Possessed by the power of their foolish convictions
They are doomed to eternal slavery,
For being the servants of their dead god…


4. IN RAVENS CLAWS

The Raven is the keeper of dark forest,
His eyes like little stars in the evening sky.
He can tell you many mystic stories
Look into his eyes and listen… before you die!

The sorrowful moon is shining so bright.
My whole life I’m waiting for the unholy night.
I feel the breath of death, it’s getting colder,
The black raven is sitting on my shoulder.

My steps are sinking in green cold grass,
The ghost of (the) ancient forest slowly creeps behind me.
My heart is beating in raven claws
And tears of blood are falling to the ground.

I fly through the dark forest along the moonlight path,
I feel I’m alone in this world.
Black nightmare is breathing behind my back,
It was the last story I was told.

The last piece of twilight slowly died in mortal silence,
And the nature slept.
The first star on my night sky tells me that my time is coming…
Spirit of raven… I feel you within… I feel you within!!!

Хриплый голос ворона разбудит спящий лес
И шелест его крыльев навеет холод в сердце.
Туман с болот поднимется стеною до небес
И лунный свет рисует лики смерти!

The sorrowful moon is shining so bright,
My whole life I’m waiting for the unholy night
I feel the breath of death, it’s getting colder
The black raven is sitting on my shoulder

My heart’s in the raven claws …
My heart’s in the raven claws !!!


5. TWILIGHT VISIONS OF THE NIGHT

(Instrumental)


6. EDGE OF TIME

The edge of time
The end of line
The burning shades of the dying world
Predicted visions of the sign —
Eternal return of My Lord…

I walk through the ashes of the fallen empires
I fly over the lands of eternal despair
My soul is embraced by the furious fire
My heart is full of passions i have never felt

New edge of perception is rising before me
Another dimension of the old universe…
I’m leaving the ruins of this world so hollow
Into stellar sky i’m leading my course!

So far from the earth
In the land of my dream
And yet in the depth of my mind
I’ll travel alone in this pattern of sin
And fire eternal i’ll find…

My song is a flame in the dungeons of hell
My song is a blade of the sword
My word is a sound of the funeral bells
My art is devoted to thy name, my lord


7. OMEN

Constellations will join in the darkness.
The miserable will fall to the ground.
Their prayer in a million voices
Won’t defend from the unbearable sound …
… Infernal voice …

From the deepest abyss of the planet
Goes the swelling roar of the beast.
Hearing the sorrowful lament
He prostrates the mankind on its knees.

There is only one hell —
It’s the monotony of human being,
And there is only one paradise —
It’s the kingdom of my father Satan.

The Child was born by a jackal female.
Deceiving humans was the beginning of the way.
A wild dog and a steel raven are his invisible guardians.
Those who stood in his way are already
Buried by the servants of Antichrist.

Look into his eyes, the eyes of the beast:
These eyes are searching, he’s waiting for Satan.
He knows the things which you don’t know,
He remembers the places where you have never been.
And so afraid is this Child, so frightened his stare;
The glance is compelling, beware…

Show the majesty of your own,
Let the man see the deep of your sorrow,
Sacred to solitude and clear of evil,
A paradise of unholy pain.

Oh, my father, Lord of Darkness!
Men don’t recognize you but they fall at your feet.
Strengthen my power in my try to save the world
From Jesus Christ and the soldiers of God


8. FUNERAL BELL

The silent scream of the Funeral Bell
Talks to you about your end.
Death is coming; it’s standing behind you
Touching you shoulder — feel its embrace…

The silent scream of the Funeral Bell,
The black smell of rot is blowing in your face.
Dark sky and clouds… Lightning and rain…
The thunder of Devil awakes your remains.

The silent scream of the Funeral Bell —
You’re alive again with a sword in your hands,
You’re searching for your enemy, he won’t run away.
Funeral Bell, show me the way.


9. RETALIATION TO HUMANITY

Left unburied in the cesspit of the human souls,
In this world full of hatred.
Condemned to rot and to throat in this loathsome place
Arising from the dead, proclaiming the new dawn.

I feel the strength that fills my blood
And I realize for what I’ve come.
I have chosen the way for me.
Now all lepers will be dethroned!

There is no place to hide for them
Their phantom shelters become lairs.
I’ll never find eternal peace
Until I’ll bring them to the grave

Crimson sunrise, deadly silence…
Distant echoes from the past…
Now it is time to act with violence …
Faith and deceit will be turned to dust…

They will suffer for their sins.
There is no compassion from now on.
Total Chaos is released
To absorb the rests of rotten world

I will turn this world into ruins.
I will cut off this entire ulcer which is spread across the land
Tenebrae… With your power I’ll fulfill my vengeance.
And only harrowing screams will accompany me.


10. NO FUTURE

Within my body I can feel the heat
Fire shoots from my hands and feet
Out of nowhere I combust in a flash
My fevered flesh burns with a blazing rash
From the inside out I now explode
Intense internal heat now takes hold
Smoke billows out of my ears
I flick a fiery tongue that sears
My simple touches burn and scorch
A fiery flaming human torch

My entire body excretes fire
Reduced to a smoldering pyre
My body involuntarily burns me away
Cremating myself in a most bizarre way
Spontaneous human combustion
Intense corporeal eruption

Shitting napalm in a pyro-diarreah slick
Ejaculating acrid lava from my flaming prick
I self-ignite, can’t stop the burning
A human furnace seething and churning

Flammable blood, blazing fuel in my veins
Excruciating sensations of the burning


11. OUTRO

(Instrumental)