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Mystic voices lead me to suicide
I will unite my flesh with him tonight
Blasphemous son in my veins
Into the magic circle

Lord of dark winds
Obscure my soul
Burn my eyes
Make me see illusions

Burning in black flames forever
The child of my morbid perversion
Is screaming glory of darkness
Sing the occultic psalm

With the book of eternal oath
I created the face of the goat
Unholy psalm to lead the souls
Blood means the pact with my lord

Cold winds of doom prevail
7 horns sing the prophecy
Glory to the darkest depth
Revelate my eternal prayer

Primeval god finally returns
Comes a sound of triumph
I hear his voice
A dawn of evil prayer
A raise of million hands
Revelation of our dreams

I open my eyes
I'm into the tomb
Feel a touch of cool
Carry beneath the gates

...And now lucifer comes
Rides on the wings of winds
Opens the gates of ancient towns
Leads us to eternal delight
Among the thousand flames
From dark to black again

His eyes are dark and cold
Like northern frost
And icy breath
Is a wind for the faithful

Bring me there
Where daylight never exists
And people live on gloom
Bring me there
Where I will be free
From god's tyranny

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My black face in the shadow
Of the pentagram
Among the silent forests
iI the never existing town
My fingers touched the sky
I was god in forgotten times
Jesus and his servants were
Sucking my feet

...Lucifer, give me the power to rise

Now I'm fallen
A down of misery
Among the blurs of evil
Hidden in morality
I had power to destroy god
My demons ruled the crowd
Now I can do nothing
Alone in black crypt

...Satan, give me the power to rise

But there will be days
When I shall rise
A dawn of my kingdom
Slowly comes
I will fight again
Will take your mind
To sit on the golden throne
Somewhere in the sky

...Belial, give me the power to rise
...Oh... oh... satan, give me the power to rise...

Was it tomorrow
Or will it be yesterday
When abolished, rotten instincts
Will, for the last time, be awake
And malice, slander, and hate
Will rule the ignorant heart

Aggressor - Deceiver of Reality - Aggressor
Aggressor - Inverter of Protection - Aggressor

The final chapter is yet unwritten
But the trail leads toward greed
Who will be the traitor
How many, all of them?
Ruthless is the creation
Created through pale ages

Duplicated in confusion
Horizons of black fire
Thorns in the chosen's eye
Stench of false hails
Decline of all thrones
When only perception can survive

Was it still tomorrow
Or yet will it be yesterday
When abolished, rotten instincts
Were, for the last time, ruling minds
Then... eternal silence
And the future remains the past