As the moon grows to its completeness I pray to gods of old On the mighty hill I stand Resurrecting the world In the shine of the north star Where heaven meets the earth and hell Imitation of the act of gods Fire, noise, screams shall prevail Darkness grows deeper as the aeon declines Return of the dead, soon a new morning shall rise Hopefully looking back at the authentic time Resurrection of free will, there our origin lies Darkness grows deeper as the aeon declines Return of the dead, soon a new morning shall rise History's revocation reminds the golden age Cosmos conflagration, return to the myth I pray to gods of old Resurrecting the world Where heaven meets the earth and hell Unfettered dance shall prevail As the blooms wither these days Our strength grows immensely high Return to the golden age Imitation of the archetypes Nothing can last, what's not brought back to life Cosmic image shining bright Sacred moment with sacred vibe Repeated beginning of our time _____________________________ Black Wings of Death The churchbell of doom is tolling The angel of death is near The ghost with cowl and the sickle Spreading terror and fear He's taking your breath, He's twisting your spine He poisons your soul and He poisons your mind Grim reaper will gather in his seed Blood will splatter his path A phantom that's sealing your doom The damned's foreboding of death He's taking your breath, He's twisting your spine He poisons your soul and He poisons your mind Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole The dice of life are falling The weak and the poor will lose The rich in their ivory towers Can't feel that their head's in the noose No chance to talk him round The black death is spreading its wings He's the Jonah of unbridled fear The pain to beggars and kings He's taking your breath, He's twisting your spine He poisons your soul and He poisons your mind Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole