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"A Blaze In The Northern Sky" (1992)
1. Kathaarian Life CodeDesert... Night...Coyotes Feel the Cold Wave of The DarkRed Eyes eats throughthe Vast Nocturnal LandscapeA Strong Light - The Only NightThis is where he made Sculpturesfrom the Visions that Created The ForceBaphomet in SteelFor the Flesh of CainA Throne made by remainsof 12 holy DisciplesNew Disciples rose,one by one, ten by tenAll met under the Desert MoonlightKnowledge fired across the LandscapeSparks that mixed with Coyote EyesDiabolic Forces in a Ceremonial UnionAnd each Beast of the Landtook its own way in Living(the) Seven forbidden thingswere Eternally DesecratedKathaaria was Built - World without End2. In The Shadow Of The HornsFace of the Goat in the MirrorEyes Burn like (an) October SunriseAs Once they Gazed upon the HillsideSearching for the Memories...In the Shadow of the Hornsonly seen by the Kingsof the Dawn (of the) First Millenniumupon the ThronesIn the Shadow of the HornsCleansed like the air in the NightWorld Without End(we've become) a Race of the Cursed Seedsfor five United Forcesin the Eternal Dawnthe Kings that held (their) heads highThe Triumph of chaos - Has Guided our Pathwe Circles the holy Sinai - Our Swords Gave WingsInvisible force of our Abyssic HateOur seeds Boil as we gaze upon the New MillenniumWeeping by the Graves of the Glorious Ones(so) the hardened Frost Melts AwayClouds Gather across a Freezing MoonI kiss the Goat - Witchcraft Still Breathes3. Paragon BelialI lay EnshrinedContaminated Time WarpMy Flesh YearnsFor the TombworldMy soul like layers of FrostSimulating a Spectre ShadowFrozen in Time and SpaceI was Hacked out of IceFaded am I, behind a wall of consciousnessStill feeling a different WorldSurrounding MeChilling Voices fill my head -I Open My Eyes;The Boiling Sea BeneathThe Castle of FaustBelial finally Comes Forth:"The Ancient White light writingswere just lying men and their PensYou are the same, only in Black.Return with the knowledgeof making your own god"Dreamking of the Tombworld:I Enter Into an Eternal OathCreating my Paragon Belial4. Where Cold Winds BlowWhere Cold Wings Blow I (was) laid to RestI Can not reach my Rusty Weaponsthe Blood and Sword that Guided my Pathfor they Drowned in the Sands of WisdomI was, indeed, a King of the FleshMy Blackened Edges; still they were SharpHonoured by the Carnal Herdsbut asketh thou: Closed are the Gates?My Mind cut my Winged Weaponsand Teeth that was my PrideAnd from the Forest all would hear:"Wisdom Opens the Gate for the King"My Weapons Sighted - My Tears they TastedSummon my Warriors - To the Land of DesireTo the Domain of Hate - Where Cold Winds BlewFor Lust for Hell - We Rode with the North WindOnly I could accomplish a fucken Self-deceitThere are only Two Paths - the Mind or the SwordAnd the Mind was Open like the Sights in a DreamBut the Sword was like a Stone around my neckI Entered the Soul of the Snakeand Slept with the Armageddish Whore(but) without my Throne and my Weapons;Where Cold Winds Blow became my Grave5. A Blaze In The Northern SkyHear a Haunting ChantLying in the Northern windAs the Sky turns Blackclouds of Melancholyrape the Beamsof a Devoid Dying Sunand the Distant Fog approachesCoven of forgotten DelightHear the Pride of a Northern StormTriumphant sight on a Northern SkyWhere the days are Darkand Night the SameMoonlight Drank the Bloodof a thousand Pagan menIt took ten times a hundred YearsBefore the King on the Northern Thronewas brought Tales of the crucified oneCoven of renewed Delight;A Thousand Years have passed since then -Years of Lost Pride and LustSouls of Blasphemy,hear a Haunting Chant -We are a Blaze in the Northern SkyThe next thousand Years Are OURS6. The Pagan WinterHorned Master of Endless TimeSummon thy Unholy DisciplesTrained for Centuries to Come.Gather on the highest MountainUnited by Hatred;The final Superjoint Ritual...This, The Pagan WinterKept for the Obscure (ones)Candles hold the only lightSextons hide in FearFor this Eternal WinterA New God Ruled the SkyThe Million Hands Of JoyHave something holy to BurnFrom the top of the World one could seeThe white light Servants FleeEngulfed in an Infernal CycloneCreated by (our) BlasphemyReligious bodies Crossed the Skythe Vision was our WineRoar of Fire, Feeble FoolsInto The Furnace Fire
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