Songtexte:
Black Torment

: Er tobt uber den Waldern, lasst dich zittern und erstarren, Sein Atem rei?t dich hoch hinauf und lasst dich wieder fallen Ein Sto? zerrei?t die Stille

reach the skies far above the wooden pantheon... I await the night and the storm it brings To conquer these lands of pride and joy To blacken their

when I could have been flying Sometimes when I'm sad I drink to the health of my torment And dance at the altar To the tune of a drunken black tango

feast in undelivered grace Pledged to judgmental arrogance in Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself A tyranny in torment

the devil It's amazing how this God is ubiquitous omnipresent Existent in every stitch of existence But yet and still it's this place devoid of his presence of torment

red, wrists cut Reaching out but not from heaven Soul black, heart fucked Hells existence isn't numb Mouth sewn, hands bound But do you cease the torment

and all were asking (for) this to make thou feel weary. Give all that remains from thee and nobody asked... Give me risk, I want inquietude. Give me torment

ride Under the horned goatmoon As dark as black rivers at wintertime Horned Decembermoon come to me I ride the wings of Torment Blacker than darkness

must die ! From the eternal sea he rises Creating armies on either shore Turning man against his brother Till man exists no more ! Thirteen steps, the ritual Black