C / C.S. / Opus Infernalis
Silence unfolds the essence of god Like petals of flowers unknown. All nations fall, hatred will grow Poisoning the hearts of us all. Shadows draw near, nothing to fear… Destiny has nothing left to fear. Nothing remains, the prophecy dwells, Behold the mirror of sorrow from above.
Memory’s gone, all wisdom is lost Channeling the weakness of power. Unknowable thoughts crowd, twist and stone The desperate mind of a lightless soul. Shadows draw near, nothing to fear… Destiny has nothing left to fear. Nothing here lies, the prophecy dies, Behold the mirror of sorrow from below.
Amice, Noctisque comes, Tu stillante cruore gaudes et latratibus canum. Tu inter sepulcrorum umbras erras. Tu sanguinis cupiditate insana flagras, et terrorem fers mortalibus. Gorgo! Mormo! Mille facium Luna!
Indulgenter aspice ab sacrificia nostra…
Neo ferrato amor res olduronco Pena una ansa vanuo lontani.
Tenebra! Infuria la stirpe di Ulosenoch…
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