Towards Thy Realm - Setherial
I lift the blood filled chalice the sky
And drink in the honour of my master of the deep
I kneel before the black altar of Satan
And sign of the metaphor
And command the dark forces to come forth
Black clouds embraces the light of the moon
And legions of demons appears
And as the fires touch the sky
A dimension denied through aeon reveals
From the vast abhorred deeps
Through the clouds from infernal storms he appears
In front of thousands of demons hordes
A domain of damnation and death
And a shivering voice led me towards the fire
Towards the realm of night
Black clouds embraces the light of the moon
And legions of demons appears
As fires touch the sky an uncontrolled vision
Calls from the dark depths
Disciples of Satan
Awaiting for the awakening
Like a cold winter breeze sweeping silently
Across the northern wasteland
I fly towards the night realm and
An eternity in darkness
I have always longed for this existence
Through the centuries of my time
Forever sheltered from light
Forever a servant of Satan
I wonder am I a demon
I can feel the power flowing through my veins
From the vast abhorred deeps
Through the clouds from infernal storms he appears
In front of thousands of demons hordes
A domain of damnation and death
And a shivering voice led me towards the fire
Towards the realm of night
The sign hell has been revealed on the sky
By the demons of IRA the reaper
Ankh has been send forth only the silence of the
Deserted lands remains all life devours in the fires
The final chapter of humanity is finally
Closed and forgotten creation reverse creation reverse