Bethor - My dreams thou infest,
thy magick enchants my blade,
my sword from the black meteor
at the drakest hour of night.
Take my gifts!
Bethor - Demon of proud Jupiter,
I kneel to thy black altar-stone.
My legions wait to awake in this night
and by thy blessings, they shall rise.
Reveal thy powers!
I circle the constellation,
devote to the ancestral nightsky.
I release my spirit in thy shine
as the time of thy birth is night.
Hear my cries!!!
Cold-ardent shine of thine,
thou shall inflame the pyre in me
to burn all feelings of the heart
and to render back blood with blood...
Cold-freezing shine of thine,
thous shall awake the powers in me
to darken the sky at day
and to drown the stars at night.
And he came, roaring like a mountain-storm,
a cyclone out of the everblack night,
sweeping fiercely into my warmless heart
but let all who crossed my path remember in fear:
The universe will fall to earth,
and they all will be dead, but I never... dead will be!
War!!!
The force of my thoughts is invincible
and my sword is nourished by blood
from the time that was when battles raged
and now this time returns.
Bethor - Thy wrath be unleashed
and focused by my aural shape.
The blackness of the night reflects
in the ornaments of thy shrine.
Take my gifts!
Bethor - My soul thou hold in hate
since I gave thee the gift of my heart.
My chest is empty, no blood ever flows
but I share the vision of my own rebirth.
Reveal thy powers!
A Bethorian shrine was the womb
for my soul destined to remain.
Now the time of retaliation is near,
I behold my recreation through shadows
in the fires of hell...
"And again, the universe will spill human blood..."
thy magick enchants my blade,
my sword from the black meteor
at the drakest hour of night.
Take my gifts!
Bethor - Demon of proud Jupiter,
I kneel to thy black altar-stone.
My legions wait to awake in this night
and by thy blessings, they shall rise.
Reveal thy powers!
I circle the constellation,
devote to the ancestral nightsky.
I release my spirit in thy shine
as the time of thy birth is night.
Hear my cries!!!
Cold-ardent shine of thine,
thou shall inflame the pyre in me
to burn all feelings of the heart
and to render back blood with blood...
Cold-freezing shine of thine,
thous shall awake the powers in me
to darken the sky at day
and to drown the stars at night.
And he came, roaring like a mountain-storm,
a cyclone out of the everblack night,
sweeping fiercely into my warmless heart
but let all who crossed my path remember in fear:
The universe will fall to earth,
and they all will be dead, but I never... dead will be!
War!!!
The force of my thoughts is invincible
and my sword is nourished by blood
from the time that was when battles raged
and now this time returns.
Bethor - Thy wrath be unleashed
and focused by my aural shape.
The blackness of the night reflects
in the ornaments of thy shrine.
Take my gifts!
Bethor - My soul thou hold in hate
since I gave thee the gift of my heart.
My chest is empty, no blood ever flows
but I share the vision of my own rebirth.
Reveal thy powers!
A Bethorian shrine was the womb
for my soul destined to remain.
Now the time of retaliation is near,
I behold my recreation through shadows
in the fires of hell...
"And again, the universe will spill human blood..."
Listen to my lifeless choirs listen to my voice beyond Behold the scythe in my bleach ...
In the eyes of death I journey a vortex of supreme black gales where swift light of deep ...
Like a blistering stream the black spirits still surround the planet since the kingdom wa...
Lausche meinen leblosen Choeren Lausche auch meiner Stimme Betrachte die Sense in mein...
