Here one can hear the call of the sea While a deadwhite moonlight Is creating the ultimate unlight Or at night, or at night... O sad and beautiful night
Bravery displayed by each side None seeked shelter, none did hide Their faces directed towards foe Causing wounds with every blow Neither then or before
Hear me, ancient forefather (Ambiorix) Honoured be Thy deeds Leading our tribes against the aggressor Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won (But
One last look to the sky Again my end is near Declared 'criminal of war' This is my final hour (Execution, The end)... But the start of my dream The start
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You
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And the horn called for war! The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds Left of five score are
I live to die How can my father turn to a God Who creates everything to die? I feel deceived, rejected... How can one pray? All so useless, senseless,
Assyrian Empire Empire of Doom Masters, masters of pain & destruction Fighting, Killing, Slaying Decapitating their (enemies) heads Fighting, Slaying,
O infernal majesty Condemn him to the pit Evermore to suffer in Perpetual anguish Bring thy wrath upon him Send forth thy messengers To proclaim this
Black stars shine on the ancient fortified town The sun invisible or since long down? Over the dismal landscape Above Carcosa No sound, only the wind
Tired of obeying a God that always ruled like a tyrant We decided to create our own kingdom While being surrounded by creatures Who pledged their allegiance
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longe misA?re ! Oh Thou, the most savage of angels God only judges mild Those who chant songs to his praise Oh Prince
When the restless North Sea is trying to gain more land And a merciless west wind steals my breath When the fierce waves are pounding on the beaches Plain
A saviour that failed to save, preaching lack of will A cave for a grave, midst convicts on Golgotha's Hill The coming of a messenger, promises of a holy
Open the portals to darkness So that the fire of hell Will previal Embrace the wicked beauty Of the darkest instincts Turn into a tender godess And the
[Bonus Track] My body is blown My soul is worthless This keeping in love with you Forever and above all From beyond the grave Just as I promise you
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. Invictus! Invictus! I have
