Oh ancient one, thy the knowledge of death Rise from thy tomb And reveal thy wisdom, the secrets of life To the daughters of the endless night Born in
My reign beneath the graveyard my kingdom's underground disease of necrophagia child of Ancient Gods. My shape's a living fear my eyes reflecting horror
Keeper of the Ancient Ways Medicine Man and Sorcerer Summoner of Storms Enchanter of the beasts Blood Binds you With the Eagle Blood Binds you With The
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Hundreds of years have passed (since) I've been baptised in blood I've lived in twilight times And survived the frozen nights When the earth was new And
I am the one who is of the night I am the one whose breed is of the Dragon I am the one whose song is of the wolf I am the one whose life is of your Blood
Nine footprints to evil hooves crack on petrified soil coming forth from the abyss lit by bonfires of sin The quest for the grail of flies into the black
The message is spread around A new breed of warriors emerged The fires of war shall burn The howling of Fenriz will be heard With blades forged in hatred
Spiritual bonds and scared oaths Malevolent spells carved on pagan flesh Paranormal symbolism of chaos And the serpent crawling in dark paths In the mirrored
Every fifty years I taste your children's tears I bath in their blood and feed on their fears Every fifty years I declare a war on purity the fire of
The mirror is the psychic gate To reach and touch the Dragon The serpent of the inner plain The highest of all adepts A thousand eyes gazing upon The
From the heart of Europe we marched down to the cities of the holy land we pledged our lives to serve the cross to guard the secrets of the temple's vault
Beyond the mountains of madness Crossing the river Acheron Lies the crimson battlefield Where Father and son will cross their blades On a flaming bat-
A tempting blaze That tears body and soul apart Spellbound daughters Devouring the hearts of men Communion through the ancient circles Deep in the forest
They've lived a thousand lives they speak in ancient tongues like pale hungry phantoms in our dreams they dwell I've been to a tall black tower half
At a forgotten seashore Of black rocks and gray soil There it stands, the village Of the people of the sea Where the sun shines no more Where the seagulls
Hark to the rune of death Mage of past ages Bishop of the serpent race Eibon, tamer of the dead Cast your mighty spells once more For thy kingdom is
The ruby stone decoded The way of Lucifer unfolded Exposed by the formulas Of the emerald tablet The brain, the heart, the genitals In formalin preserved