Doombringer : Primeval Sorcery

Black Death / Poland
(2008 - Enochian Tongues)
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1. CROSSING THE PATH OF FINAL RITE

The Sun is shining with black blaze in the Fifth House with Saturn
On the night when the eye of Star-Dragon dims
The gate shall be opened with forbidden incantations
In the circle, call forth the globes!

The path of a final Rite leads to the whirl of timeless chaos
Through the trine enter within the stones
Those who tread this passage shall never return to the living
The gate is opened for the timeless Horror

Summon the Great Ancient Names
And cross the frames of mortality
Take the form of the Masters
When the time before time will return

Stand in the front of the cursed, sacrificial altar
And mark the air with blasphemous sigils
Invoke the name of Shapeless primordial Chaos
And cross the Angle-Web
To become unity with the One without form


2. SACRIFICIAL WORSHIP OF ALYACH

Merciless
Addicted to perversions
Follow the path of Kerosh
Invoke the names of Deities
And make prey to the Worms

Spill the blood of a woman and a child
Sacrifice their entrails
To accomplish terrible Misteriis
And open His eyes in gloom

Captured by Horror
Behold the five rings around the sun
Do not fear the death of soul
For Rebirth is eternal
Shall the sun grow dim!
Shall it fall to pieces!
Shall the Horror of times before, come back!
Egh'yagghin!

Bow down before His Reflections
Give praise and tribute to Him
Who dwells among the Graves
And comes from inside the Walls


3. BONES OF SORCERER

Rainy day blazes the lines of Dha
Hooded cloak and helmsman amulet
The time is right
Arrow will show the way

Face to the North and chant the invocation
To know the bounds of the Creatures Space
Hear the call
From the grave so old
Brake the bones
And take the scrolls

Now, behold the vision of lines
So black and glittering
Now, hear the sound
The Grave is near

Giant Curse and terrible death awaits,
When Bones of Sorcerer attract the arrow of Ghat
Hear the call
From the grave so old
Brake the bones
And take the scrolls

Appear in somber forest solitude
Cursed place without any form of life
Here the grave of the cruel Magus
The Key, Damnation and Doom

Sordid rite of Necromancy
Troubles the old skeleton
Steal out the dialects from coffin
Here's the place of thy tomb

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