Из альбома: The Weaving Fates

In the night I see? Shadows coming close to me
Dreams of ecstasy? Leading my thoughts
Mystic ways of life? I share
The calling of four winds? Caress my flesh

Those who see look through my eyes
I am made to live and made to rule
I am a sorcerer of a golden age
Of knowledge and black arts
I freeze the Moon of a cursed dark night
Like shining aeons from frigid deeps
I am immortal
I never die

Gods!

We are masters
We take your force and live forever
We are masters
We bring the dark millenium back and rule
The light
The light has eclipsed my soul
We will return
We will return as the glorious race
Disaster
Disaster no man has ever seen
We are immortals
The ancient cult for few to live

PROGONOLATRIA!

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