1. Funeral Fog

Every time this year
this dark fog will appear
up from the tombs it comes
to take one more life that
can be near.
In the middle of transylvania
All natural life has for a long
time ago gone, its thin and so
beautyful but also so dark and
mysterious.

Once again the priest is messing
may the god bless us all.
The fog is here again
that'll complete this funeral.
From a place empty of life.
Only dead trees are growing hear
as it comes from a far
Only dead treas are growing hear

............Funeral Fog
............Funeral Fog
............Funeral Fog
............Funeral Fog

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2. The Freezing Moon

Everything Here Is So Cold
Everything Here Is So Dark
I Remember It As From A Dream
In The Corner Of This Time

Diabolic Shapes Float By
Out From The Dark
I Remember It Was Here I Died
By Following The Freezing Moon

It's Night Again, Night You Beautiful
I Please My Hunger, On Living Humans
Night Of Hunger Follow It's Call
Follow The Freezing Moon

Darkness Is Growing, Eternity Opens
The Cememtary Lights Up Again
As In Ancient Times
Fallen Souls Die Behind My Steps
By Following The Freezing Moon

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3. Cursed To Eternity

My name was written with
fire in the place you only
can see when your time has come
When you walk down in the
land of shadows for eternity.
The demon flies in the blackened
starless skies and crawls in
the bottomless depths of hell.
The name which will be a
thousand times cursed in eternity.
Condamned to wander, until it comes
to the cruelest snake that crawls.
The demon flies in the blackened
starless skies, and crawls in the
bottomless depths of hell.

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4. Pagan Fears

The bloody history from the
past deceased humans now forgotten.
An age of legends and fear a time now
so discant.

Less numbered as they were their lives
so primitive and pagan
superstitions were a part of the life
so unprotected in the dark nights

Pagan fears.
The past is alive.
The past is alive.

Woeful people with pale faces
staring obsessed at the moon
some memories will never go away
and they will forever be here.

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5. Life Eternal

A dream of another existence
you wish to die
a dream of another world
you pray for death to release the soul.
One must die to find peace inside, you must get eternal
I am a mortal but am I human ?
How beautiful life is now when my time has come.
A human destiny but nothing human inside.
What'll be left of me when I'm dead, there was
nothing when I lived.
What you found was eternal death
no one will ever miss you.

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6. From The Dark Past

A face in stone, decayed by age.
A man who has returned to tell of his damnation.
Fears so deep, the mouth open wide.
The scream died away before dawn of this time.
The eyes – stares so empty.
The mouth – screems so silent.
Tell me ! – what did you see there ?
In the darkness – of the past.
Ancient times legends stories so dark.
Blackened his sight, now
not even the memories are left.
Back after such a long time,
the stone is cold as death.
But what formed it's true fears,
only the wind is able to tell.

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7. Buried By Time And Dust

Visions of that no mornings
light ever will come. I'm to old now.
The dark is so near, will I ever reach the land beyond
This is where we go when we have to die.
I've been old since the birth of time.
Time buried me in earth
centuries ago, I tasted blood.
Buried by time and dust.
Many years has pasted since the funeral.
Missing the blood of human throats
so many years, ages ago.
I must await, feel my bodies stench.
Wanderings out of space.
Wandering out of time.
A world out of light, death at the end.
Only silence can be heard, silence of peoples tears.
No one knows my grave.
Buried by time and dust.

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8. De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas

Welcome!
To the elder ruins again.
The wind wispers beside the deep forest.
Darkness will show us the way"Heic noenum pax."
Here is no peace.
The sky has darkened thirteen as
we are collected woeful around a book
made of human flesh.
"De grandaevus antiquus mulum tristis,
arcanas mysteria scriptum".
The books bloodwritten pages open.
"Invoco crentus domini de daemonium"
We follow with our whit eyes The cermonials proceeding.
"Heic noenum pax". Bring us the goat.
"Rex sacriticulus mortifer".
In the circle of stone coffins.
We are standing with our black robes on,
holding the bowl with unholy wather.
"Psychomantum et prec'r exito annos major".
"Ferus netandus sacerdos magus. Mortem animalium"

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