1. THE OATH OF THE GOTHIC STONE

Shimmering shadows in the eternal space
While lightnings tear the heaven’s mystic face
He comes relentless and cold in his darkest cloak
Holding the sharpest scythe you’ve laid your eyes on

Through the hourglass the sands of time have flown
And now you know your earthly life has gone
His coach rides somber and swift as raven wings
While distant bells in the moor mournfully ring

You will die in the eve of Candlemass
You will rise in the eve of Candlemass
By the oath of the gothic stone

Don’t tremble in this world’s storm-troubled sphere
‘Cause faith shines equal arming you from fear
Bow down to the temple of steel and offer your soul
Your fate will defy even death by the strenght of the oath

You will die in the eve of Candlemass
You will rise in the eve of Candlemass
By the oath of the gothic stone

Lux eaterna luceat nobis
Praeter nos ab umbra mortis
Spiritus noster est consecratus
Gloriam tuam fideles iuramus

A magic pledge has been sworn
By the gothic stone
Under the ancient oak

Shimmering shadows in the eternal space
While lightnings tear the heaven’s mystic face
Through the veils of death you will fly like a voice in the wind
To the edge of heaven and hell sin after sin

You will die in the eve of Candlemass
You will rise in the eve of Candlemass
By the oath of the gothic stone