Nocturnal Worshipper - A Tomb In The Satanist Hill lyrics

Old scrawly gravestone never shivered with a storm By the invoked force, ancient verses The sepulchral dead silence darkens the mountain higher top Ground burned by our pagan flames of redemption Buried down witchcraft secrets, times and times Black Souls Guardians of Sword and life lies on the Ice of the Fog The twelfth Night comes we form the blasphemic ceremonial union Awaiting the Signs of d**h to open the Gates of our Lord The icy winter Wind On the top of the Mountain Caresses my gravestone Raised in Immortality In my hindmost sacrfice hour hear up the ghostly gallop The weak light of the Moon reflects On the sharp blade and dazzle My eyes in black that see the One with scythe in hands and hood Its howls of wind freezing Heckti Finally its defy! Says: "And now we will die united Do the Oath of the Ancestral Key Come into the center of the pentagram burning It's our code - And you are one !" We read the Ancient Man*scripts, cursed words of Black Spell And we see His kingdom by the opening of the Gates Under His sceptre we are named as Glorious Black horsemen of Hell This is the evil seed from a triumphant race I enter into the endless forests alone glorified by the Key An invisible power guides my eyes and sword Roving through the Night by the shadow of the scrawly gravestone Raised in my cold mountain in the head of my grave The icy winter Wind From the top of the Mountain Caresses my gravestone Raised in Immortality