Moon Of A Wolferian Shadow
Moon Of A Wolferian Shadow

Witches whispering sorcery. Summoning their Master till dawn. Gathered in a black mass before the altar. Where I kissed the horned Lord… Sacred flames light the sabbat. All united in the nocturnal ceremony. Apprentices vowed for an eternal oath. As the ritual ends in lustful orgies… I look into the eyes of the Baphomet. As darkness embraces the full moon. The frost winds devour me. The forest's silence… endless night… I entered in the jackal's soul. Flying aside the Beast. On her wings through the northern sky. To the valley of Jurafas I behold… A force created by unholy vows. I acquired all wisdom in cave Sibyla. And slept with thousand whores. Whores that turned to silver serpents… My winter shadows that glorified me once. With powers and sorcery. Now I only hear howling echoing. A dethroned king awaiting the next millennium.

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Valley Of Dreams
Valley of Dreams

When the moon rises
When shadows emerge
I leave the world of mortals...

There, where she awaits.
Beyond the gate, the secret land,
I walk on endless paths.
With memories as my company.

I roam on the valley of dreams.

Goddess Of The Ancient
Goddess Of The Ancient

Tiamat, queen of the Ancient Ones. Goddess serpent of our homeland. Lead the seven demons of the flame and sword. Seek the gates to enter in Earth. Thee I call forth… Beneath the abyssic seas of Absu. Cthulhu sleeps in a watery place. Watching with azealed eyes of death. Cast your old vengeance to destroy. The spirit of the Earth and Sky… Thee I summon! Thee I worship! Thee I invoke! Goddess… Thee I call high in the mountains. Lord of spells and the knowledge. Worshipped since time before time. Remember thy war with the Elder Gods. No biding upon Anu… Riding the four burning winds. Breathe the incense of the evil hordes. Touch the stars on top of temples. The world ours as one. Ia Cthulhu!... Thee I summon! Thee I worship! Thee I invoke!




The Seven Seals
Golden city is now filled with stench
Pearled gates in debris remain
The river of living waters runs dry
Tree of life gave it's last fruit

God lies beheaded on his throne
The seven torches no longer lit
White mantles of the elders blood stained

Decayed angels lie on the shores
Limped sea has turned to black
Praising creatures, praise no more
Temporal book in shape of roll
Once again in rightfull hands
Archdemons fullfiled their fated quest
Darkness shall prevail

"I am worthy of receiving the book.
I have crushed Adonai,
I am worthy of breaking the seals..."

The sky grows dark...
The clouds dance with aquilon

Broken seals fall to the ground

Pandemonium spreads across a damned land
Marked corpses rise from their graves
Trumpets of punishment now sound