1. THE STORM

The dying trees
In regenerated times
Crying under the utopic sky,
Convulsing, screaming,
Between sinister lands,
Falling into the occult eye.

Vertigo in the air,
Lacerated hands,
In black their souls,
Inside the violent whirlwind.
The dying leafs
Ripped by the sword
Bleeding at the rain.

The wind
takes the dry skin
trough the death's way.

Entombed
In this withered garden,
Drownned in death's swamp.

Supreme immortals watch
Sing they fury
All will be dust
Staining the sky forever.
The crystal's broken itself
And soul aspires heat,
Night steps runaway,
Tragedies are blinding the wind.

Intimate evil spills fire,
Infernal resentment
Murmures sentences,
Is the secret of the storm.

The sepulchre waits
Like a recipient with old blood,
Like an abandoned fortness.

Demons stammer
The delicate sound of ambiguity,
Darking the interior of the spirits.


2. THE RETURN OF THE BLACK FLAMES

Across the time
We've spilled blood
Impulsed by hate
Awaiting for revenge,
Drowning the lie
Forever burns the fire,
We'll drink that triumph
And we'll raise our souls.

The true world is not for the weaks
The dunes will surround then
Destructive cyclone !
Blaspheme damnation !

Eternal pride of brave spirit
Brandinshing our swords with strenght
Like a giant monster
Killing without mercy.

Out of pain
I'ts awakeing of death,
Now all have to be black,
Changing our power and our wings.


3. BESTIALITY CRESCENDO

My soul and shadow are possesed by hate,
Hate inspired in your voice,
Filled with passion to murder.
Sons and daughters of light
Falling in your knees
Feeling the pain and torture,
My sword is your salvation.

I walk with the shadows
Around me by your protection,
Mother Earth screaming
The night sky are desolated.
Angel of fire, Angel of dark,
Angel of light, save us.

The thruly race remains
Choirs of darkness embrace me
The throne of light
Illuminated by fire.

The apocalyptic star born for killing,
My heart and mind possesed your soul,
Hate inspired me to kill you,
The passion to live.
Falling in your knees
Feeling my soul and freeze my heart
My sword is your salvation.


4. IN HOC SIGNO VINCES

(Instrumental)