Then it will be by the pale death with his
(Exo ciso tei e mondes sime spiritus,
Omnes incursio adversari,
Omne phantasma
The coldest winds embrace the lands
Awakend from its ancient slumber
By
Baptism by fire
Feel the wrath of Satan's relenless flames
Ungodly desires
When
Where I walk, everything appears in grey..
And under my shadow,
Wings of the night
Has turned light into shadows
And through the
Idols falls like autumn leafs swept away by ice cold
Nailed to the cross while the weak
Overcome with grief weep
I have dreamt the dreams about Satan's beautiful promises
Of the
Quod funeras, estis, quod sumus eritis
Quod funeras, estis, quod
Dreadful life, time to die
Visions of Black ends my life
Retribution
All demons ride high upon the bewitching Nightsky
They are only
Jeanne d'Arc, Jeanne dï'Arc
Your mother are many
Everything bleeds
A look on the crucified one
Gives us strength in soul
Glorification of the black god
In the shape of a black
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