My thoughts have never been this cold in life But never again I'll live and breathe amongst mortals You've summoned me once And my rise is your torment
The holy trinity is rotten All the saints are slain Religion is forgotten To the winged demon-lord we pray We will rule - If not now, than in eternity
On the path of immortality - I walk I am forever with the stars so plentiful and bright The gorgeous victory of sheer energy and matter This is my constellation
Mark my words - for I speak the truth and foresee I've seen the winged shadow The harbinger of the upcoming storm And warriors which gathered And inflamed
The limit is reached - untamed devastation Moving down every breathing entity Our wrath - our weapons are too real to ignore Mercy - a forgotten word
Forgive me father for I've sinned I am a child of fire and the master of winds But I'm still wide awake... Fingers grip out of my brain No control -
(This vision should not be seen as a part of the upcoming Viking trend) Ancient!... we invoke The polarities are united as one We are united as one By
Schmerz ist das Wissen... Der am meisten weih, Der fiihlt am tiefsten die schreckliche Wahrheit, Dah der Baum der Erkenntnis nicht ist - Der Baum des
In the ancient tradition of conjuration To satisfy my bestial urge I raise blackened magic to the heavens, against the light So appear and bring forth
Instrumental
The light I see is none... It doesn't shine, doesn't murder the dark Was not created by the white one Not existing for your undimensional eyes The black
I am the heart of battle I am the arm of warriors My father, he gave me the heavens My father, he gave me the earth He who was alive yesterday He who
A wasteland grows inside my mind As the moons sets before my eyes My dreams are old and milleniums passed by Torn - in a strong reality Born - into the
[Kreator Cover] Die! Slowly you're dying From this contagious disease Once you're infected there's no hope of a cure Your passing is a sure thing Your
I sent black birds to the sky I set a sign for my hate To darken the day To beat back the light (repeat) Winds storm above this wasteland A first flickering
an urchin I long to hear a quiet sight escape your lovely lips as I bite your fettered, smooth thighs Love subverted, lust perverted Bitch-goddess Abigor