A gathering Assembled at the crossroads of timeless ones The new moon black Denying us of it's pale presence
Faces of alabaster illuminated by the pyre As it warms the ice cold heart Incandescent emerald eyes gaze to the western sky Anticipating her return
Our goddess The queen of our kind To lead our immortal horde to our destiny To relieve the earth of "his" image
To feast upon "his" lambs The blind flock of weak disciples As "god" becomes myth And we become reality
Our army of ethereal creatures His lambs slain in the blink of an eye As lifeless husks are left in our wake Sparing only those who will worship our kind
Through indulgence of old We enter the Blackened Dreams of Nocturn Whispers on the wind, soaring among ghosts of past We ascend to victory
Our design now complete We bask in the glory Their "god" forgotten We claim our thrones Entering the Blackened Dreams of Nocturn As we take our place among godsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
