In the shadow-side of life, in a dark and mystic
midwinter-night
a child was born in ice and frost-like fire
an immortal child, an evil spirit.
Before his birth he walked this earth with hatred
and desires
- desires to crush what he hates
in hell he belongs, like the moon in the sky.
To grant himself what the unknown knows
he submerged underneath his earthly life
- underneath the surface of this earth
into the realm of a thousand burning souls
and questioned the elder demons for their ancient wisdom.
"Oooh, mighty demons... Evil demons... I am worthy...
...speak upon me and grant me your knowledge
so that I can inherit my throne of fire
and reign by your side"
His eyes started to burn, his blood boiled
as a majestic choir spoke upon him; "Your wish is granted"
He screamed in tongues unto the mighty demons, in rejoice and pain.
With the blood of his very own soul
he was baptised in the name of the northern prince of hell,
and of all the unclean spirits.
Immortal he was and demonized he became
the prince of darkness was born
the agitator for the forthcoming humans on earth
onward to the battle against the ones he despises
and hates, his journey now has begun
in heaven this victorious battle will end (evil has won)
another kingdom will rise from the earth -
the kingdom of a thousand burning souls
humans shall kneel in front of me - their master
my word will be their law - enslavement
now the war has begun, tears and blood falls to
the frozen and holy ground
the sounding from the swords and screams of
angels echoes in the war-filled skies
blood and screams - cries and agony
Demons, I summon you
hear my hail come forth and gather here
we have won this battle is won
I spit on their cross
this is my realm with a thousand burning souls
where I shall rule for eternity - it is my destiny!
let the fire of hell touch the sky
"Spawns of damnation let your spirits fly
sons of darkness hold your banner high
you divided and conquered with bejewelled hate
we are the proud ones that crushed the holy gate
we slayed with our swords and our lust
dawn is gone this is the final dusk
burn the angel-wings with the fire of hell
drink their holy blood and cast down a spell
The skies are filled with blood and fire
ooh yes... this is my desire
earth to us, ashes of angels and dust of heaven"
In the shadow-side of life with burning desire
I, Satan’s son, was born in frost-like fire
in darkness I belong like the moon in the sky
Witnessed by the almighty god in heaven
drowned in the holy blood of angels he screamed
in blasphemous voice;
I’ve crushed the heavenly paradise - ha!
Silence surrounded him though he heard some
beautiful moaning
a whispering but yet so clear: "Oooh my god,
why have you abandoned us"
it was the agonised choir of angels that silently
faded away
and god wept!
your god wept!!
your pathetic god wept!!!
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