1. OPUS I: BLUT (BLOOD)

(Instrumental)


2. AN ODE TO THEE ANCIENT GREAT GODDESS

Thy spell fire quards our path
Thy touch gives us strenght
Thy call invite us in the dreamworld
Thy winds take us far
Yet, thy candle lights our path
And now we cacll thee, as men, as demons, as Gods
Oh!, mother of Gods and men
Take our "blood", drink from us
Share with us this blackest sky
Embrace us in your serpent arms
The children of blood speaks the obe
For the great Goddess!
We are here to rise from death into life
... Waitingfor the moment we wil reach
The Final Truth...!


3. IN THE FIELDS OF THE STARS

Within my dreams i'm flying
To embrace the serpent sign
And enter the astral gate
To carry my soul to atral forms

Through the veils of darkness
Our souls cross the fields of time
And sun light my chosen path
In the fields of frozen stars

Cold shadows embrace the moon
And whispers the words of "blood"
To accept the great goddess our offer
To feed upon and be reborn

Cause i am the predator
The mighty child of the dragon
Hail to thee i will embrace
Your pure visions in the fields of the stars


4. TOWARDS THY ASTRAL PATH

Everytime i leave behind my fragile flesh
And use my magical wisdom
I taste my immortality for once more!
And when i'm walking between the lie and the truth
...The undeadsand the mortals
...Among the wolves and the sheeps
Then i know that i walk towards the astral path
The path that leads from earth to the skies
The path that sets my soul free
...And now the time has come...To Reap!
To give strenght to my communion
...In the name of eternity
I am a nightbird, i am wind, i am the sky!
I am a creature of forever, an endless dream
I Am He Who Walks Towards Thy Astral Path!


5. OPUS II: BODEN (FATHERLAND)

(Instrumental)


6. THE AGE OF REVELATION


7. THE FEAST OF EVERLASTING FLAME

The caves became the places of gathering
Woods and hills our sacred grounds
The moonlight shines the sacred rites
As the ancient flames still burning in time

The forest spells the chosen words
The words of creation and the words of decease
To take the wisdom from the ancient years
As I offer my self for the sacred rebirth

Fire rites burn in the misty cold woods
The swords raised to the flames
And the runes speak the truth:
"We Will Shall Prevail !!!"


8. KRIEG UND BODEN

Blood covers the holy grounds
Drums of war are getting louder
As the eclipse cover the battlefield
And the past now is just a vision

Hate and anger in my soul
Sword and wolf are my spawn
I wonder in the fields of honour
To take back the ancenstor's glory

I hail with pride to the sun
And Gods are blessing my path
To bring the afe of strong
And survival will be the highest law