Everything is dark here
Everything is silence here
I remember it like an eternal dream
When the eternity was young and dark
And my spirit was flowing
With black winds from the north
Impulse by ancestral first magic
Riding on old spells
We were mounted like swarms
Over the winds and waters
Which was waved obscure
Ripping the light with black swords
Now we rest involved by the dream of d**h
Buried under the seven forgotten tombs
Now we dream with the final of last eon
With the eternal eclipse with the dark day
When the broken circle will be closed
To emerge again with the power of the Ancients
And the force of the storms
To ride again with old blasphemies
In the eternal nightâ¦
And to put on Heaven the black throne of Satan!