A secret place, flamed by one light the sacrifice lies upon the altar Silence is torn by a sonorous voice as the priest begins with the ceremony
I evoke you, father of the gods I call you, creature of the dark, with the works of darkness I call you, creature of hate, with the works of hatred I call you, creature of pain, with the works of pain
After a sleep of thousand years in the buried city of Sodom from an everlasting dream of sin I summon your spirit of wisdom
Open your eyes, to regard a new light
Open your ears, to listen to the master's voice
Knowledge, lost for the masses resting beneath the dust of ages kept by the spirit of the graves for the few who dare to searchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.