1. WITH SINISTER SPELL

Long lost to the solitude of pathless worlds
Where the winds of obscurity are drawing my course
A gift has fallen while the skies are in storms
It's the knowledge so old it could insult the god
Key to creation, to space and cosmos
It shall open my spirit for the force yet unknown
Powers of darkness are carrying my soul
To experience great dignity of death and beyond
Centuries flashed right before my eyes as
I'm starting to understand what I should not
These secrets revealing as the dark curtain is closing,
I'm exalted by those shadows as I'm no longer human

Void's consuming my soul and consciousness
As it ever been the price
Condemned for neverending purgatory
I am stronger than I could ever be

Hunted down by inevitable fate - My will is quelled
Halls of grievance designed to mutilate - Mortal cells
Stepping in with no hesitation - where dark spirits dwell
That's the place where I will meditate on the power of the sinister spell

I'm disfiguring my soul, it evolves, it transforms
As my powers are beyond what's above and below
In this inner altar, morbid mightiness is enthroned
And it's boiling in my soul As the great storm goes on
Darkness shall grow, it shall rule forevermore
And the shadows of the goat horns will possess this soil
In this kingdom forlorn, my new spirit is born
And I will proudly carry on the godlike power I've owned...

I'm marching on... With sinister spell!

The prophecy's completing I can feel it in my bones
The moonlight shines through fissures of the ancient hallway's walls
Ravens flying low in wait for the storm
For the glory of the old ways, I am cursing darkened wonders to come
There's Devine's demise, Where dark angels fly
Guardians of chaos are filling up the night sky
Hammer of gods flies down to my hands
As primeval choirs are chanting the secrets of sinister spell

Roots of eternity embracing my soul
No nameless, no more as I have become satan's sword
Ravens of doom are flying around my throne
Opposers to my order struck down to oblivion's void

Make the sky disappear for the endless time
Leave the stellar desert above
Flames of doom, angel's cries, everlasting night
I am the bringer of eternal wrath

Raging powers of the underworld - legates of war
Cruel battalions subjected to the dark lord - Knowing no remorse
Devil's hordes, envoys of the Raventhrone - Marching on
Carrying the black flame and stepping into the state of demise and even beyond

Northern winds enraging, embracing mountains so glorious
And the signs on the sky and earth are dark and mysterious
These times are stupendous and their meaning is enormous
When suffering and agony are revealed as so precious
Centuries flashed right before my eyes as
I am starting to understand what I should never figure out
These secrets revealing as the dark curtain is closing,
I'm exalted by those shadows as I'm no longer human

My curse
My blessing
My death and my reborn
Enlighted, yet blind
With sinister spell!


2. SHADOW OF THE RAVENTHRONE

In the vast shadow of lost dominion
I open my heart and mind to the dark force
For evil spirits of night rising from oblivion
Infecting the sky and consuming the horizon
Cold winds of the dark past released from the void
Black elements from the realms far beyond
Stormy clouds above the lands of no return
Frozen in time, damned and forlorn

I walk through the valley of forsaken souls
Whispers of vengeance, not from this world
Nebulous orchards where the rotten roots grow
From the seeds of evil, from the darkness below
I walk through the ancient fields of once-fought wars
Graveyards of gods, dark angel tombs
And there's no star to perceive wherever I roam
For the glory of the night, great chaos is born

I carry the crown of restless lords,
I'm guided by winds from the mountains cold
Lands ordinated by my mace
Yet I own nothing but the darkness embrace
Shadow of the Raven Throne
Draws the borders of my kingdom
To the dark halls of grievance, I am enslaved,
Until my flesh will fade, until my very end.

In the great darkness of lost gehenna
I open my eyes to see the end world
The soul chains drive the power of never-ending storms
These are the dread claws of oblivion

Grey clouds embracing the darkest of worlds
Hiding from god's eyes the source of my force
Anoited by cold winds and eternal snow
I welcome this prison with a purified soul
Although my curse lasts forever and more
I carry it proudly, I wield it like a sword
In the impure hellfire my hammer is forged
Gateways of darkness are sealed with my words

Shadow of the raventhrone...
Draws the borders of my kingdom cold!
Shadow of the raventhrone...
Draws the borders of my kingdom cold!


3. NOCTURNAL ECLIPSE

The shadow of eternity conquering the skies
And the chariots of fire wandering through the night
Great sorrow overshadowed the moon, its light
Elder night watcher has lost his pale crown
Sinister serpent possessed by great lust
turning all the planets into worthless dust
Cosmic oblivion consuming the stars
Dark angels above are pleasured with this sight

Awake! The great beast rising as the new dawn
Leaving the sun behind
Redeemer has come he brings down
The ancient order of gods
Great serpent swallows all of the stars
It is the final sign
This night is born for the eternal times
Nocturnal eclipse - Rise!

I step into the darkness, so deep, so pure
To the wilderness of refuge of damned souls obscure
This night, dark angels are healing their wounds
By the wind, the fog, and its dismal nature
Forests starts to shake and so fretful is the lake
For the prayers, its last breath, of the last air that remains
For the eternal darkness, this world shall prepare...

Morbid god of no man's land
Wherever he steps - No daylight dwells
Fading deeply into the night
Dark angel's cries - Nocturnal eclipse - Rise!


4. RIDERS OF NEBULOUS LANDS

His vision can pierce the mountains
And reach beyond the greatest seas
The whispering wind is carrying his order
Call for his servants to awake from eternity
As black night falls, the dreadful calling
Is spreading to four corners of the world
Thus chaos is born, thine kingdoms - forlorn
Reapers of spirits are marching toward the unknown

Last leaves fall, and the gloomy sun drowns
Dying far beyond the decaying horizon and
In the lost forts, in the shrines of dark gods
For the nebulous sons, they bless black pathways, they're awoken

The darkened - sacrilegious - riders of death are taking their course
Taking first steps, in their mainstay
Where the darkest forest grows and dreads wind blow
Through fields of thorns, through rivers of plagues
Father moon keeps anointing them
Soulless they are, yet many they own
Beware the signs of the day when they will finally come:

Bloodred clouds, reflecting dark winter
Atrocious coldness harvesting its toll
A flock of ravens sculpturing a Reaper
Famine and plagues anointing dark throne
In the temple, beyond the mountains
The dark prophet was hiding his face for so long
Cursing the world with eternal darkness
His face - burned! - dissociated and so old...

Envoys of retribution, winding are their roads
The Bewitching glare of the moon, As far as they will go
At dawn they sleep, in the twilight, they hunt
Seeking for soulful life forms
Another kingdom was conquered, crushed to dust and stones

In twilight... And in the moonlight
Where no angel tends to fly
They hurry up the everlasting march
No power will stop the crusade of black knights!
Masters of havoc, Harbingers of death,
Riders of Nebulous Lands!
Soulless they are, yet many they own
Beware the signs of the day when they will finally come...


5. EPITAPHIUM

Dismal dawn braided by the cold breeze
Old sculpture secretes bloody tears
With no eyes to see, with no heart to beat
The stone monument starts to breathe
Restless soul with no place to go
Possessed by winds of Everlorn
And as the wind blows, the sculpture speaks on
These shall be my last few words

Oh sweet void, a hopeless emptiness, suck out of me my consciousness
I reject thy God, I reject thy hope, let my soul die forevermore

Beyond the great wild horizon, beyond the no man's sky
A liberating end awaits...
No light can be ever seen in an eternal dream
Silence my thoughts and make my soul cease to exist

When this day will come You'll feel something rising
Deep inside your doomed soul
Hourglass sand is swiping down
Feel your breath and heart turning cold
Cursed be the day of the shameful end
When you must accept your own fate
On this shortening pathway to the grave
No man shall stop the black chariots of death

The grave is cold but you won't feel it - the overwhelming boundaries of death
And tears of those you left behind won't stop the upcoming rotting process

Oh sweet void, a hopeless emptiness, suck out of me my consciousness
I reject thy God, I reject thy hope, let my soul die forevermore

State of reality no eye can see
Roots of the eternal life-giving tree
Your twilight has come and it carries a key
Open the black gate of infinity...


6. THE GREAT INVOCATIONS

In the shadows, he's trying his arts
Numinous son of mountains and ice
Tired and old, yet conscious's his mind
He's living like a rat but dreaming like a god
His soul is long lost, for it's trapped inside
An embodiment of the keeper of noble witchcraft
Blind he is roaming through the mountainside
Where the cold winds blow in chase of dark clouds

Dead void... souls I summon from the dead void
Forsaken forge of the ones, long lost and trapped beyond
Where the sun roams... Ancient pillars are shaking by my voice
The great invocations... Tears of lost souls are raging up in the storm

On the edge of reality a waterfall of a great sea
Reflection of our souls awaits beneath
The deceitful surface of ignorant, mortal perception of life
Where the waters of the end-world hollow the rivers of space and time

Summoned by death's choir, the black scepter of fire,
It's glowing like the sun, and I am the one
To carry its power through the fallen empires
Buried by dust, redeemed at last!
...
In the black shrine on the peek of this world
Under the eye of a dark lord, rites are going on
Primeval winds are now carrying lost souls
And the chariots of death, to the gates of the underworld!

In the night, in the coldest winter
Fullmoon shines above the tombs of restless warlords
Cries of souls, I hear them right as the freezing cold wind blows
Straight from the depths of oblivion transcendental wisdom comes
...Come!

The old lunar shrine, a monument of past
And as the twilight cries, it's awakening at last
Altar of the glory of eternal night
Where the preachers of decease are again gathering up


7. EVERLASTING PAGAN FLAME

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