1. Strix The Prologue

Efu nel 1313 che si accesero I primi roghi della follia
L'Antica stregoneria fu celata nel profondo delle foreste
E mai cancellata dal tempo trasmessa nell'animo
Die figli dell'oscura Arte

2. 1313 (Eradicate The False Idols)

Coprse god of the dead followers
Enslave and use me as a holy hammer
To destroy the ancient cults and all the fools that don't believe in thee
I shall obey on thy commands
Frightened and terrorized by my sin
Breathe through my imperfect tongue
Burn all the ones that will try to deny the holy path
God against life Gos against all
Tu solus dominus. Pater!
Let us prey in thy name to eradicate satan
He who shines in thy reflected light
Let us reign on earth as thee in heaven and hell
With tortures and crimes
With great sufferings
Gratus tibi sum magna tua Gloria
We'll bring horror in the sign of peace
A dead body nailed to the cross
Example and symbol of intolerance to follow
Let darkness falls on earth
Let our fires and chants resound in this valley of tears
We will bring your reign to those pagans
In hatred and forgiveness... in blood
In blood, blood and redemption
They will desire to die
They will seek for a rapid death in thy name
Laudatus sit qui venit in nomine tuo
Burn then to clean their aims
Burn! Witch! Burn!
Because life is not here but after death!

3. Dead Tree Ballad

Slowly and inexorable I turn into ashes
I cannot turn back the time has come
Cicle of stars will be forgotten with my departure
My time is at the end
After glorious and great times
From my childhood to my maturity
I became strong with the blood of the sacrificed
I became with the powerful with the knowledge of the Ancients
Yggdrasil, Irminsul were my names a symbol of the unity
Between earth and sky I pillar of the world now forgotten and persecuted
No more dances!
No more offerings!
No more gods!
Only wood, dead wood!
I was strong with blood and sacrifices
I was powerful with the knowledge of the ancient cults
After glorious passed centuries the link is broken now
And you'll wash your hands in ashes
Our link is broken, be free and die as I'll be your tomb
Dead! Woden! Coffin! For mankind!
You! Cruel! Man! Die!

4. Vox In Rama (Part 1)

I spoke to thee my son
Follow my will
I spoke to thee my slayer
Be my arm
I spoke to thee my slave
Obey for the eternal life
You have to elimninate all those who don't practice my preaches
You have to bring them salvation through flames and fear
Fiat voluntas tua sic in caelo et in terra
I had the revelation because I represent him on earth
He wants you to kill in my name
For His glory, for centuries to come
In nomine patre filius et spiritu morits

5. Vox In Rama (Part 2)

Abomination to impose the only truth and the only law
Chains and sufferings for the absolution to die in peace
Maledicti in aeternum sic in caelo et in terra
I spoke you have to act
I'm the god's mouth
Through my lips you have the only truth and the truth is love
Love through tortures to mound those who don't recognize my name
My angels will burn and kill with strength and perseveration
And we will spread his word on a path of broken bones

6. Mandragora

The village sleeps and all in silent in the dark night
No dogs and the cockrel hasn't sung to break the spell
Spirits of the wind, you are silent too
The stranger rocks on the tree in his cradle of death
Three drops of his blood fall on the dark lands
Caressed by the shadows and protected by the moon
They have brought the great dame into our realm
Silver is the path, that leads to the silent woods
And three lone women walk praying and singing ancient liturgy
Three low flames dance in the night
Saint sacred and cursed because a spell of love and hatred will be cast
Milk and honey will be offered to the ancient motherland the witches
Letting down their long hair sing their virginity to the moon
Only the spirits have eyes for them only the ancients can feed
On their nude and sculptured bodies that dance in the darkness
The damp leaves stroke the hand of the lady of the witches
She who is rendered magic and potent with the oil
She is the lady of flight, she is the Mandragora
In the flash of lightning that cuts the darkness
The great dame is pulled for the earth, root that brings visions
Love and hate, she's the Mandragora, queen of the sabba
Bodies jerk in the frenetic dance, to the sound of screams from the infernal realm
The earth shakes and the witches sing, in honour of the goddess and the dark roots
She is the Mandragora that consecrates this great rite

7. Eyes In The Well

Dark water from the earth doors to the underworld
Magical portal without return
Home for spirits guardian and demons
They live there where no one can pass
Evil spirits with damned eyes
The eyes of the well
Glimmering and charming they hide the beauty of death inside
Don't look into the well or you'll fall down
Don't look into the well or you'll lost your aim
Fashinated by the deep you'll become possessed by the eyes
Vertigo will take your head as your body trembles in fear
A cold hand with touch your face and you'll fall into the oblivion
Kissing the lips that have not to be touched
Falling in the cold arms and their deadly embrace
Your life will become nourishment for the ancient entity that lives here since aeons
Evil spirit with damned eyes
The eyes of the well
Don't look into the well or you'll fall down
Don't look into the well or you'll lost your aim

8. Earth And Fire

Earth is mother
Nature is female
Fire is father, fire is male, fire is human justice
He isn't opposed to earth, but they slip the one into the other
The witch is earth's daughter
She turns in ashes burning in the fire
So she can go back into earth's embrace
So snake's circle eternally turns
They taught her how to read birds' flight
And messages of leaves in the wind
The old man shown her the ancient stone
Throne worn out by tempest and rain
But full of powerful magic
Every uneven Friday at sunset went the old maid to the throne
There at the crossing of three paths
To wash the stone with a white hen's blood to wake up earth spirit's might
But men, intoxicated by their silly pride forgot these holy powers
So spirits with a lightning smashed their souls and illness
And death slaughtered them all
They taught her how to turn herself in a howl
And fly in moonless nights, and over the hills
And down in deep shafts, where she met her sisters
To celebrate seasons' jubilation
They taught her how to change herself in a hare
To run away and hide herself in woods
From the ones who wanted to dominate her
When the dark red blood run slowly and thick wetted
Her innocence between her white things her mother told her
The time had come for her to be a daughter of earth
A black handled knife was her holy present
And she taught her to hold it
And how to take flower and herbs vibrations
She taught her what power stood still
In forests and woods, and hidden in deep roots
Power of life, power of death
But dark were those times
And finally sword prevailed on cup
So her body was parted for her soul
And her own children lighted her stake
In an august day of 1471

9. Ecate – The Ritual

I celebrate Ecate Trivia, loving protector of the roads
Terrain, sea and celestial, the crocus coloured cloak
Burial, firm with the souls of the dead
Daughter of Crio, lover of solitude and supreme of the stags
Nocturnal protector of dogs, invincible queen
Announced by the howl of the beasts
Unbeatable without a belt
Domer of bulls, the lady that keeps the keys of the cosmos
Mountain goer, guide, nymph, feeder of the young
Of the young girl that begs to assist in the sacred rites
Benevolent to her devotes, always with joyful soul

10. Ecate

Through the sacred hole she stares at the three flames in the dark and damp ground
En Erebos, phos, in umbra lux
Invoking her power, her effigy will come to life
Dance in a violent vortex of spirals and you will hear her voice
I celebrate Ecate lady of the crossroads, of the moon and the night
I celebrate Ecate in the woods of Avern
In your pale hands you raise the torch that lights our way
The way through the darkness where the shadows hide the sacred mysteries
Dark light of the three worlds, lady of the keys, guardian of hell and human psychi
Lighten my path to your winter reign with your moon scythe
Silver shines in her eyes, because you are the cast and the meretrice, the lymph and death
In you complete and stronger than any other
Guide me because obscurity for you has no secrets
In the Avern the torch dims out and the steps of eternity ring out in the darkness
Ecate, Ecate, Dark Mother take me in
Ecate, Ecate, let me be reborn
Ecate, Ecate, Dark Mother take me in
Ecate, Ecate, let me be transformed
Ecate, lady of the crossroads, I stand where three paths meet
Ecate, lady of the crossroads, I ask that you guide my feet

11. Nemus Tempora Maleficarum

La mnotte di San Giovanni venivano con cavalla bianchi
Coperti di drappi Dorati
Quando la luna bagnava it prato fra il Corno Bianco e cuello
Nero le donne seendevano da cavallo
Scioglievano I capelli e
Raccoglievano I fiori che quella notte erano sbocciati
Primule ed arniche, calendula et iperico
Valeriana, capelli, delle streghe e barbe di carpone
Lontano si sentiva un canto
Terra madre delle erbe, Luna madre dell'argento
Morte padre dell ferro, Saturne padre del piombo e tu
Zolfo chi vieni dal profondo fiorite tutti nella notte di san Giovanni
Quello che si e sciolto nel grembo della terra lo ha bevuto l'acqua e si e fatto fiore
Si avvicina la mezzanotte, bisogna affrettarsi, perche inizia el ballo
Angoscia de violini la danza emana odore e calore, la luna stringe is suo raggio
Dietro gli alberi fruscii e ombre e ghigni, le movenze si fanno piu strette
La luna tramonta, I sacchi delle erbe sono pieni
Tornano I cavalli a riportar le donne al Latemar e al Lagorai
Questo sino alla prossima luna

12. Historia Nocturna

Ho un segreto, un segreto celato nel sogno
Gli alberi I gli spiriti ne sono custodi
Se vuori conoscere spogliati della tua fede
Perche la croce ferma le anime e uccide il gran gioco
Non vestirti di sole ma della argentea madre notturna
Luce della tenebra, unico fuoco sacro e profumato
Dai suoi fumi dipartono le schiere della selvagia caccia
Loro, condottiere nel regno del morti schiudono I cancelli dei mondi
Al suon del corno galoppano bianchi spettri alle briglie de Betric
Neri segugi veloci seguono in una corale infera e tonante
Tanto che chi non fa parte della buona gente
Sarebbe morta divorata dall'oribile vision
Loro sono amine inquiete, liberi spiriti silvani
Che tornano dale loro sacre donna nate fate e morte
Spose del demonio
Luna splendente in una note vestita de un antico manto
Canto a te divina madre, signore de vita a morte la mia storia notturna