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SATANIC WARMASTER LYRICS
"...Of The Night" (2004 EP)
1. Chapter 1: ...Of The Night
2. Chapter 2: Chronicles Of Thy Astral Blood
1. Chapter 1: ...Of The Night
In an arcade of woods in a sombre forest
I rise my hand in a devoted hail
To the obscure Horns that lead me
To my black desting to grow humble
As the funeral breeze blows in my face
and runs through my blonde hair
I know who I am: A dweller of a palace encircled in the mist
I see the fullmoon behind the grim branches
Like the unspeakable truth in this soil
They both give a vision of a purified mind
A black heart has knowingly burned
all that is impure from this forest of sorrow
and everything that is not of Satan
To each man his own, and to me this silence
The serenity that awaits for the beastly roar
To awaken the somber kingdom given to me
In the darkness, still so far far away
A gate waits for me to enter the circle
The eternal cycle of death and of the night.
2. Chapter 2: Chronicles Of Thy Astral Blood
Though I search the key
To open the eternal kingdom
A world of pain and bloody agony.
Where shadows dance towards the white mist.
Gazing at the sky to find the way.
To escape from this world.
The blood is coming from the sky.
It recover the wasted land.
All is now only desolation.
La nuit laisse place a une eternelle agonie.
Je sent la mort couler dans mes veines.
I penetrate the night.
My eyes are now closed.
The pain is now a pleasure.
All is wasted now.
Death is our realm.
Blood... Sang et Larmes.
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