Dancing flames reflect a purple light Dyeing the room with a mysterious stillness Wrapped in the ineoriating haze of the fumed incense We were sitting at the table pleasantly stunned by the sweet pungent smell of storax Martyrized with ircos, oleum libani, commiphora The white goddess was ruling the night And the old bell heralded the arrival of Kephra Our fingers were riding the ethereal dimension which embraces everything
"I'm the guardian of the east gates, master of the whirling air I am him who opens the threshold The portal is opened to you, holders of the ninth key" I think their sound and technique In the intensity of powers The ninth evoked energy was waiting for us Beyond the black diamond gates it sounds great, and for me it's "My name is Astharoth-Astarte" it hurled "I am him-her who walks in the dark Who will lead you to ecstasy I will give you the power of revenge 'Cause you are my sons May the power of evil be with you So that your souls can prepare for the call In a place, sacred to you, celebrate with dances, chants and fires You will couple in rapture And I will enjoy your lust I am the ninth key, the ninth flame of hell Young, chaste with innocent fleshes You will fetch her to me"
Magic resins have worn out Scents have faded Tum, patient, is waiting But He-She is still walking with usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
