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So came the night Cast it silvery light Upon sorrowed sight His friends lying dead The pale moonlight H3 was laying face to the ground He was crying for
with pain You?ve not seen the one Burning in the light of rising sun You?ve not felt like one Life loves death Like phantasm morning comes This dawn?
I dream of thee In these dreams You lie dead before my feet Outside, the winter night Cold dismal sight As the harvest moon paints our guise Somewhere
rise Black void o'er palace of Christ Transgressors ! Masquerade in its sickest form Centuries as yet unclaimed Planetary purification OUR EONS DAWN
Silence? When the night cloaks this earth Trees hum and soil gives its birth We are the ones of rapture ?n evil within But you might just call it sin
Wind ! fear these mad signs Scions of the blackened soil Fear! lay your arms over far over this haunted ground Fire ! hear my screams of fear Close your
Drowning into the sea of vanity Ocean drawn of mans worth By my god and grace I am reborn In hatred to kill again Nature unbound From beyond the light
savage hills of north Wraiths that flee the dawn Fade away Your weak souls are so tender prey Saturates Blackened earth consumes your flesh Harvest moon Wanes before the dawning
Years are passing by Warden I am, Lemurian guard Through these lonely hills Where the hands of moory fog Reach for the beating hearts Scarlet harvest
Moon of Mons Can you hear the screams feeble, weak and asphyxiated Lurid blade keeps grinding bones In the grimy darkness Near the River Hate and the
"He screamed and screamed and screamed in a voice whose falsetto panic no acquaintance of his would ever have recognized: and though he could not rise
"There are coarses of souls that sometimes rupture to our side of reality. When we travel the planes of dream we dare these roads and the spirits that
Possession Second day Convulsions and pain Timid Priest prays hollow words in vain Rose hes bound to te bed Priest " Time is running out ! " Mother
Where the water is truth and its surface Shivers Go now the moon is waning The Beasts are out and you're all alone Leave now and hope for dawning Storm
Lo ! I pilgrim came from the desert Draped in sickness, dressed in black When the utter thunders roared young And the heart of Valusia enshrined the
Do you still awake at night and hear his hands Scratching the floor in front of the door to where she was torn... Fearest thou still the moons face for
scales to a Phantasm ride Where the stars sheen rhythm from the open sky Sumerian nightbreed awaken here Where the Carcosa breaths their luminous fear DAWN
