Old Sea And Mother Serpent - Subterranean Solstice

Black Sun's rise
Black is mine
Fear me not
I am (your) Light Открыть страницу с текстом

It was born ageless
Wreckless it was built
Nothing can raze it
Crimson megalith

Countless crowds stare at
Grave from stones dark red
One man cemetery

Countless crowds mistake
Mission of this grave
Spawned ill energy

It was born dismal
Harmful it was tuned
No one can defile
Guarded occult tomb

At the dawn of red plague
When the bald idol fell
Scarlet priests kept his corpse
Soon the grim shrine arose

Teraphim put inside
Northernmost stone dust
And the great poet's blood
As prescribes arcane rite

His head is hollow except golden rhombus
This retranslator bears signs cabbalistic
The putrefaction's black spirit is spreading

Behold, right corner is mown and recessed
One thorn to ray, two notches take
Streams from the deadhome swap vital powers
So machine works and priests prevail

Eternal granite and reinforced concrete
All rots and wears out though has not to do that
But priests (are) aware of, on time overhauling

You enter shadowed hall of the deadman
And go downstairs to ghostly light
Embalmed cadaver through sarcophagus
Is drawing out your power now...

One day black clouds darken azure skies
From the river monstrous serpent comes
Huge and hungry it crawls to the shrine
Nothing can thwart legendary crime

One day black clouds darken azure skies
From the river monstrous serpent comes
Jaws grind grave slabs with stentorian sound
Once great tomb is totally devoured Открыть страницу с текстом

We have to go to mighty ocean
Unseen unheard the Call to follow
Last men on Earth as unique bearers
Of serpent code

Human will no longer be
Wereserpent crawls towards the sea

Serpent Masters
Highest Creatures
They arrived from distant spheres
Giant spaceship
Lurked among Atlantic deeps

Serpent Masters
Dark-green Comers
They will take the chosen ones
But the others
Will go mad and soon be gone

Human will no longer be
Wereserpent dives into the sea

Serpent Masters
Highest Creatures
They do not attack and kill
Mental impact
Lets the chaos be unleashed

Serpent Masters
Dark-green Comers
They switch on the Artefact
Waves of ruin
Crumbling cities burn afar

Our Masters
They call us
We feel it
And taste the air by tongues
Our Masters
They call us
We feel it
Transforming has begun

We come to shore of sacral ocean
Replaced by scale our skin is molting
We creep on sand, half men half reptiles
They wait for us...

Human will no longer be
Wereserpents leave this galaxy Открыть страницу с текстом