Only one night is missing But this one will bring the storm that put an end to everything The sky is still starlit, but if our faith, our desire is forceful enough The strings of silence - hushed The strings of silence - smooth
Within a few hours all signs will read storm Listen!
It is true that there exist individuals Who are never looking prouder Warliker then the rising of the storm Many-voiced the singing rises
The air seems to condense Filled with electric sparks Starting to fly, to rotate, to spin To oscillate in the centre of the magical circle The voices sound higher
Coil-linke circling and narrowing The light rises faster and faster (The sound is undescribable) The voices resemble blowing wind, howling wolves The silence break hissingly The storm put on it's strings The strait looks like a witch's cauldron Like a hotblooded foaming geyser
The elements are in uproar Now all signs are stormy It's insignia are shining dark ablaze A shining ablaze from a violent encounter of sulphur and lead Everything is out of breath Everything is beside itself - storm world!
In the shadow of heavy wings Sorceresses preserver In their fluttering clothes resist the beating weather That almost tear the garments of our bodies
Flashes in the eye Endless high pulsating coil Is rising from the cone A magical and miraculous horn Of a unicorn whose top gets lost in infinity
Sparks spray, thunders beat, lightnings are inflamed That the air is filled with the claps of heavy wings The apocalyptic wildness of the storm Who's now reigning with a brachial power unleashed despot The string of the storm!
The storm of hell that never halts there It drives the ghosts and demons in it's vortex Everlasting, for the fatal and glorious return of our master...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
