Dominus Xul - The Voice of the Buried lyrics

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 night… And to put on Heaven the black throne of Satan!