Ride to the land of secrets.
Find all the traces left behind...
With sword in hand the Covenant
A cross baptised in blood... the nectar of the Gods.
Might!
Making wrong to seem right.
Destroy all the traces left behind.
With sword in hand the Covenant
A cross baptised in blood.

The Vampire from Nazareth.

"For blood, is Life"

The Vampire from Nazareth.

The Templars march.
Waves of arms.
"We offer the Sun!"
The wolf is wearing the pelt of the lamb.

"We offer the Sun,
with thorns his crown.
We offer a son"

Ravens on the top... as angels fly.

"We offer the Sun,
with thorns his crown.
We offer a son

"We offer the Sun"

Creators...
Evoke your tragedy.
Betrayers!
You can't deny your lust for destruction.
Predators...
Dance once more waltz with the flesh of your prey.
Your sharpened teeth will sink in a passionate kiss...
There's no hope for redemption.
In every funeral, I have been
Your cemeteries so secrene, with gothic dark cathedrals.

I am the Destroyer of Life, I hear you chanting for me.

A Great Mass... of Death
A Great Mass of Death
A Great Mass of Silence
It's the quiet of absence.

A Great Mass of Death
A Great Mass of Silence
A concerto of sadness.

A Great Mass of Death
A Great Mass...

Run!

A Great Mass of Death
A Great Mass of Silence


I am the Destroyer of Life,
I hear you chanting for me...

Δ: [Again... Again you try to find me.
You seek the one not willing to be found.]
Pyramid God
Δ: [Unlike the places you have been,
I am not confined by lines.]

Pyramid God
Δ: [I am the dreamer of this realm
(GOD) But not the dream inside]
Pyramid God
Δ: [I am the head outside the dream
(GOD) I am the headless mind!]

Δ: [Are you... Are you a breath of mine?
You cross my gates, the gates of Space and Time.]

"Pyramid God, am I the user of the gates?
I live a triangle life"

Pyramid God
Δ: [I am the dreamer of this realm
(GOD) But not the dream inside.]

Pyramid God
Δ: [I am the head outside the dream
(GOD) I am the headless mind!]

Δ: [Built me a monument, Nem Age conspirators.
Expand my theories to a world without end.]
The Pyramid God is watching...
Δ: [Built me a monument, Nem Age conspirators.
Expand my theories to a world without end.]

Your Pythagorian sign, five angles put in line
Symmetry, a door through chaos.
You try to use The Laws, emotions stir your words.
Your thoughts are reaching me.

You call me by my name, a non-forgotten name...
Earth, Fire, Air, Water, exalted Idea.
Divine the star of the elements
Pentagrammon

In memory of angels fallen.
Five-Pointed... Five-Pointed...

The path to all directions, the star of elements.
A map you seek to unfold.
Five angles are your senses.
A solid universe, I am eager to explore.

In memory of angels fallen.
Five-Pointed... Five-Pointed...

Your star ideogram, so ancient as Our kind,
Those that the heavens roam.
In distant times a calling.
In island Earth a falling, from heaven to your world.

The star ideogram, so ancient as Our kind
Earth, Fire, Air, Water, exalted Idea.
Divine the star of the elements
Pentagrammon

In memory of angels fallen
Five-Pionted... Five-Pointed...
Five-Pointed Star

Dogs on the run,
foam on their mouths
The scavengers approaching as they run from the netherworld
Savages, erosive, massive are the jaws of oblivion

In your dreams you hear a name
Was it yours? Is it reclaimed?

Autumn comes to claim the old
You forget the past painted by you

And you sink,
You can't breathe
I an ocean of grey
memories fade

And you lose
All you've gained
All your triumphs in vain
black thoughts remain

Bury your name,
Forget your face.
Time, out of place.
Oceans of grey

All of your joy,
All of your pain
Emotions drained.
Oceans of Grey.

Dogs on the run,
foam on their mouths
The scavengers approaching as they run from the netherworld
Savages, erosive, massive are the jaws of oblivion

Solid earth is now dissolved.
Water fills your empty world.

And you sink,
You can't breathe
I an ocean of grey
memories fade

And you lose
All you've gained
All your triumphs in vain
black thoughts remain

Bury your name,
Forget your face.
Oceans of grey

Dreaming...

In 1981 when I was but a child,
I had the strangest dream...
Something that still is haunting me.
Dreaming...
A ray escaped my window blinds, a carrier of the morning light.
I opened my eyes.
My clock was keeping time.
It was another normal day
I thought I was awake.
Dreaming...

The Undead Keep Dreaming

My face! When I looked at the mirror,
I felt somesthing was wrong.
A strange thought in my head "Am I really awake?"

The Undead Keep Dreaming

I found myself again in bed confused by what occured
And everything as usual just seemed to be in place.
But when I questioned what I felt, in front the mirror black,
The comfort of the morning light was stolen from my heart.

In agony I tried to leave this dream and just awake,
But on and on I found myself returning in my bed.
I lost the count of times I tried and failed to reach the day
And even now I am not sure if I am here awake.

The Undead Keep Dreaming...

Long ago I swore an oath to levitate my soul
Above the things that seal me,
Those trying to deceive me.
I AM RISING!
I fought on psychic wars, the raids of mind control.
I closed my ears to sirens,
Their song I killed with silence.
I AM RISING!

On fields of mist, with thoughts from gold
I am rising as a Sun.

I AM RISING!

Destiny, Victory., are giving me their wings.
Not gone... I am still alive,
Through Will and strong desire. I am rising!

I fought on many wars and bled and cried and lost.
But I kept fighting on, until I reached my goal.

I AM RISING!

Destiny, Victory, have healed my broken wings.
Not gone... I am still alive,
Through Will and strong desire.

I AM RISING!

PSALM 8:
A GOD THAT WANTS TO DIE

"Why is obtainig knowlegde a reason for punishment?
Stupidity is definitely not an option for the truly powerful leader.
Who is leading who and to what end?
Why has revelation of truth (apocalypse) been connected
with the sense of great awe and great disaster?
Mankind desperately needs someone else to clean up
its mess and a scapegoat to blame for its own faults.
Is human a parasitic organism on the body of earth?
Is this the horrid truth that will be realised at the point of no return?
When a parasite sucks the lige of its host completely, it also dies.
Is man a suicidal god?
Will the paradise of Earth burn in flames?''


Bring us the end. + Harvest the crops of Men. + Horrid winds are blowing today. Hear them! + Its is the wrath of Cain. + Bringer of plagues and disease + Doom leads your hand + Writing the Apocalypse

A Gods that wants to die
A tragic kind of killer
Lunatic, fanatic
your self's greatest deceiver.

Sulphur rain. + You'll know the secrets of Hell. + Your leaders... revealed. + Shadows cover the naked kings. + Bringer of plagues and disease. + Doom leads your hand + Writing the Apocalypse

A Gods that wants to die
A tragic kind of killer
Lunatic, fanatic
your self's greatest deceiver.

GOD WANTS TO DIE!

You can turn Paradise into a wasteland.+ It is your greatest design.
As tyrant, you demand nature's powers to obey.
From suicidal wrath no one will escape...

"Where am I? How I got in here?
I feel so tired, as if I walk for many miles."
"What I see is a door leading out of this room.
I am prepared to confront whatever waits behind..."

MAD ARCHITECT

"I left the room. I am walking through a corridor.
Iy is so long that I cannot see its end."
Opening doors, moving in circle
Finding doors, moving in circle

A MADMAN (THE ARCHITECT) THI LABYRINTH HAS BUILT.

Opening doors, moving in circle
Finding doors...
"All the choises I once made, the paths that I designed,
Have formed this endless labyrinth, a product of my mind."

A MADMAN (THE ARCHITECT), THIS LABYRINTH HAS BUILT.
A MADMAN... THE ARCHITECT
He is trapped inside the maze.

Opening doors, moving in circle
Finding doors, moving in circle
A madman... the Architect

"IF I CAN SMELL YOUR SCENT, IF I CAN HEAR YOU BREATHE,
IF I CAN USE YOUR SKIN, YOU ARE THERE FOR ME.
IF YOU CAN THINK OF ME, IF YOU CAN DREAM OF ME, IF YOU CAN SENSE ME, I AM STILL THERE... IN YOU!"

Mirror world. Mystery. Beyond the wall of skin.
Ecstasy, bond of souls, so clear as time withdraws.
Astral life runs through me... our sacred unity.
Alien thoughts, web of souls, the eldest tree, immortal.
A chord that binds the whole, darkness surrounds us all.
Your shadow follows me, your thoughts reflecting in me.
From dusk until the dawn a shape of things to come.
A lunar fantasy? A different kind of me?

DUALITY!
Mirror world. Mystery. Beyond the wall of skin.
Ecstasy, bond of souls, so clear as time withdraws.
"If I can use your skin, you are there for me" - Therianthropy
"If I can smell your scent..." - Therianthropy
A chord that binds the whole, darkness surrounds us all.
Wolf's shadow follows me, strange thoughts reflecting in me.
From dusk until the dawn I shape of things to come.
Is it my fantasy? A therion in me?
"If I can use your skin, you are there for me.
If you can think of me, if you can dream of me,
If I can smell your scent..."

THERIANTHROPY
"If you can think of me, if you can dream of me,
If you can sense me I am still there... in you!"
"Can you feel me? Can you hear me?"
Duality!
"Can you feel me? Don't you fear me?
If you can think of me, If you can dream of me...
Can you feel me? Can you hear me?"
Therianthropy
"Can you feel me? Don't you fear me?
If you can think of me, If you can dream of me..."