At Dawn of a Funeral Winter
Sixth track on Prophecies of Pagan Fire, released in.. 1995. Need to find out the proper CO₂ ppm value here. As well as quite some accompanying introductory words, because one kind/origin of black metal certainly ain't the other, ain' it. Meantime for sure at least 🤘 666 or 443556, maybe even 295408296 Wallonian black-forested winter hails to all grim Satanic blasphemous destroyers of the altar at the goat thrones! In the Fimbulwinter of course, quoi..
Among the blackness icy prevailed I draw the black curtain of death Thousand of lost souls fallen In the depth of the crypts of pain Through the voices of the past The angles of damnation follow me Travel through the (foot) lost paths The huge black forests During the eternal nights of a funeral winter Drowned in the shadow Light the kingdom of deads Has condemned my soul Has haunted the hibernal forests! My coffin burn in a chapel By the flames of damnation Will still remain now and forever In a ceremony of the shadows of the past And the souls will recall the way of my cremation With the singing the voices of the night On the threshold at the gates of the kingdom Of the shadows behold the moonlike throne I cry for my anterior life But at dawn of my rebirth And by the power of my blasphemy I raise with the forces of evil My curse is eternal!!! The wolves howling their song Towards the gates of hell The northern abysses let to hear Among these leed north winds The weeps of victims sacrificed To bloody rites of shub-niggurath The black goat of the eternal woods When the night is deep And the sun is in the sign of ram The chant of darkness will be uttered Towards the northern winds The key will be turned And the gates will open Facing us, in the darkened kingdom
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