The wolves carry their name In midnight speeches That silent subtle voice Is summoning me from afar A voice much closer will shout Into my car with unholy impatience Before my time I Must put down here all that I can Concerning the horrors that stalk Without and lie in wait For this ancient arcana that Has been handed down Of old but has been forgotten By all but a few De sunne's licht brandt vies op mien huud Ik hekel dat licht als de pest Bie't kearslicht zit'n kniez'n is mien lot Sunnevot Valt mie so zwoar om de sunne te zien Ik heb liever eeuwig duster en piene Snode plan'n in de moaneschiene Sunnevot In union with the celestial spirits From beyond the wanderers Of the wasteland Emerging from the nethermost caverns Which are not for phantoming eyes to see For their marvels are strange and terrific In a time before time I Found the black formula By which I will fade The shining light of the day A horror called sun now bound To be consumed by utmost darkness Fire against fire Symbols carved upon a grey Stone like dead magic Powers walk unseen And hide in lonely cold places Where words are spoken And rites howl through the night And to the sun I chant: My hand is at your throat! You have seen a thousand-and-one moons And a sigh hangs in your chest Like a dark latern You are old You never speak of the fear that seized Upon your spine and wrapped cold fingers Around your skull In union we made wild pa**es in the air With knives that glint cold and sharp In the madnessnight And as the dead embers of the fire Grew cold and black We smell the stench of the suns body Lain long in the shadows to rot Sunnevot De Sunnevot