Born in deepest woods
Blackend blood floods the veins
ancient memories of times before
Storms are passing with their rage
Dark seasons full of rain
Washing away the earth
As the wicked spread their mighty wings
Guided by black storms
Deliver me unto the lands
Reclaming my black throne
I can see beyond infinity
Blackness devours the sky
I raise my sword to the dead
And I command them to
Destroy those who slaughtered
In the name of Christ
As the wicked spread their mighty wings
Guided by black storms
Deliver me unto the lands
Reclaming my black throne
Shadows of the ancients
Suffocate the earth with rain
Clouded skies surround us
Reopening the passage of time
Set the world aflame
They rule again
The scent of burning mortals now begins
Jehovas blood on earth - burning
Cast in the cosmos
Dominion of the Lords
Opening the gateways
To countless unknown spheres
Blast of light
Travelling through blackness
You'll never conceive
The passing of the storms
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