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.Ohh mistress of emotions night in twilight rays of grey in your embrace alone I find endurance the fragile hours set between the sundown and the dawn
Seven signs upon the welkin high a prophecy of man to die the irony of the curse was the fact of the prayer it was invoked in ignorant despair a boundless
Free my spirit from the flesh free my soul from the mediocre state of mortality I shall dance with the ravens that circle the sky between dream and death
a massive lust-like rage I feel yet calm, rejoiced, I am the so lifegiving daylight went then night, so pure, became with the shining, ancient, moon so
She stands at the top of the castlewall she gazes at the seashore below half a glass since the crimson of dusk but her sombre soul takes no notice of
this is the dusk of the week! northern storms are silent, yet it blows in the north northern kings are sleeping, yet kings rule ten centuries of torment
spears when angels weep their blood-red tears it is the sign of hades each song, each chant, each blasphemy it is the sign of hades swords shall chime
[Written by Richard Chaucer anno 1572] alone walkyng, in thought planing, and sore sighing, all desolate. me remembryng, of my livyng, my dethe wishyng
gathered are they, the wolves from the north and the tribes of the underworld hordes heathen men from pagan wastelands joined with them have they the
Heathen warcry I summon the strength of the gods warcry! my soul is free to become possessed and new reward shall be given as we ride under the... black
the wolves howled at the moon that chilly autumn night and cold winds whispered through the scattered leaves when the first light from a late, yet crimson
over the cold endless mountain streem into the dark frozen forest under the snow coverd trees through the wintery whispering winds great gods of Esgerd
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hellish, earthly and heavenly goddess of the crossroads; guiding light queen of the night, enemy of the sun friend and companion of darkness you who
Do you sense the daemon that watches you While you sleep in your bed Do you feel the claw of my mental embrace Ohh suffer my daemonwrath The intense touch
when the grimson red skies baths the horizon in a poisonous kiss I kiss my hammer I kiss my sword my eyes glear of infernal joy in my dreams I saw them
darkness entombs us, as we watch the mountains before waiting for the silent wind to bring us the sign of the ancient horn the bells shall chime as the