Wings of the night

Has turned light into shadows

And through the deep forest

Only the mist prevails

Carried forth by the whispering wind



And in a glade of the deepest part of the forest

The black pounding heart of a thousand peoples fears

Thirteen figures perform the most obscure dance

Around an altar of stone while the eye of Satan

Beholds from its high seat in the starless sky



Dark eyes stares with carnal bloodlust at the fettered virgins helpless

struggle

Claws and teeth shall desecrate the temple of her soul and pierce the night

with her cries



The sacred blood of god's creation flow

As the eyes of the creatures woefully glow

* As gleaming red as the hair of the beasts

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Dreadful shadows plunges through the veils of the mist at their

screaming prey

Claws and teeth shall desecrate the temple of her soul and force her spirit

beyond the gates

Of black divinity



The sacred blood of gods creation drips

And run down the throats of the creatures who from open vein sips

And the moon glows - as pale as the skin of the beasts



Three crosses breaks her skin

A soul for Satan to win



Three crosses for the price of blood

That so triumphantly brought death to the son of god



Three crosses for the breed of Cain

That throughout time in blood will reign



Three crosses for the abomination from Nod

Who so fiercly drank his brothers blood



Three crosses for the breathren of Judas



All praise the black deity

So fearsome great and mighty

Mark our spirits with thine blessing dark divine

And through our eyes you powers all will shine

Upon the forthcoming millenium



The sacred blood of gods creati