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Powers of terror
Motives of fright
Fog gathers upon the mirrors
Satan leads you swiftly through the Night
Powers of fire
Powers of the Eternal Night
Fear is the motivation
Glide swiftly down to His fiery plains
No more clinging to your life
Fog gathers upon the mirrors, fog gathers upon the mirrors
{Chorus} The Master has been waiting..he's there
Christ is done with saving..despair
Desensitized to your cries..he stares
Flesh the mortal fabric..now tears
In your eyes it is reflected
Through this dense, misty haze
Feel the fearful supplication
As you pass through this supernatural maze
Fog gathers upon the mirrors, fog gathers upon the mirrors
{Chorus}
Ever threatening, reminded of your mortality
But life is a memory now, succumb to dark release
Your shell now unanchored, your spirit is free
Earthly senses give way, replaced by the fires beneath
Do not fight it, let it consume you
At one with the Night.. the Dark One moves through you
Let Satan take you!
Powers of terror
Motives of fright
Fog gathers upon the mirrors
Satan leads you swiftly through the night
Fog gathers upon the mirrors, fog gathers upon the mirrors
{Chorus}
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Thralls of Light
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Wretched faith, pass away, forcing mortal souls into disarray,
Smash the mold of the archetype, so its thralls may break away from Light..
Humiliated slaves
Crushing god's gates
Like ever crashing waves..
Of ceaseless hate..
Retaliating in pain
The ethereal estate aflame
Humiliated slaves
Crushing god's gates
Like ever crashing waves..
Of ceaseless hate..
Eradicating his name
Reclaiming the heavens with flames
By the hands of those who praise him, they now seek to deface him,
Destroying the Trinity in all it's sickening glory
Destroy..with purpose
Destroy..with conviction
Satan's army amasses..
To witness god's affliction
Approaching without fear, to god's throne Satan marches near..
He strikes god's countenance, spills his blood for penance, then Satan's fists come down, crushing the holy crown..
The gold is riven and is driven into his head, trampled under cloven hooves, god and his son are dead..
Destroy..with purpose
Destroy..with conviction
Satan's army amasses..
To witness god's affliction
Those in heaven who survived, under cloven hooves are trodden
The firmament, once pure, white and glorious, by holy blood is sodden
Humiliated slaves
Crushing god's gates
Like ever crashing waves..
Of ceaseless hate
The throne of light becomes a funeral pyre, rebirth of Darkness born from the Bestial Sire
The Arch-fiend King..Author of Angelic Extinction..gathering the corpses, with the hands of those who praised 'him'
He sanctions the rising of all consuming hell fire
The Thralls of Light rejoice..for god and his son are dead
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Night, the Mother of the Dawn,
beckons her own to grant us New Sight,
Stillness and Darkness are gone..
let slip her fingers from the cloak of the Night..
Weary the Mother retreats,
She sends forth her daughter to rescue the Seeing,
We watch Her through green, golden sheets and now dwell in the warmth..
In the Fire at the center of her being
Dawn the Daughter of the Night..
Returns to her home in deep caverns 'neath boundless seas,
Replaced by a pale lunar light, whose somber grey face is filtered through the black, sleeping trees..
To the Mother we give our Sight,
Resigned to the Dark until we can we resume our quest,
For Those Who Must Dwell In The Night,
Need find succor in it's bidding of quiet..and of rest.. (repeat)
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