| - Ancestor Of Magic
[chorus:] "Summoned by the Ancestor of Magick in the Atmosphere of Misanthropy The Cult of the Flaming Wind, the Myth of the Mystic Mind" When the Wind Blows in... - Blade Circle
Portal of the Holder, Keeper of the Seven Blades! Portrait of the Order, Silver on the 5th Horn! Six Dying Stars, Opens the Secrets to Thine Legacy! Nine Towers... - Celebration Of The Heaven Lost
[chorus:] By the Moon, by the Blood, by the (7th) Star, By the Powers of the sacred Hall! The Chants and the Spells of the Nightly Wind, Nocturnal Wind shall Bo... - Draconis Inferns
Harvest the Crop of Darkness, that Were Once Seed Seed Indeed, by Force, by the 13 Warlocks in Disguise Loyal for the Ring Destroyer, they Hailed the New Age Fl... - Draconis Infernvs
Harvest the Crop of Darkness, that Were Once Seed Seed Indeed, by Force, by the 13 Warlocks in Disguise Loyal for the Ring Destroyer, they Hailed the New Age Fl... - Heaven Ablaze
See the Smoke from the Burnin' Halls of god, Feel the Sulphurous Heat Upon the Ground Fulfill the Autumn Night with Laughter and Joy, Mask Thineselves with the ... - Lifemocker
Observing the Starless Sky, I Remain Silent Gazing Through the Universe, I Start to Laugh Aeons Ago I was Born, from the Ash of the Stellar Mist And with a Touc... - The Breeze Of Grief
As You See the Light Fade away, from My Eyes and from My Soul Something Beautiful is Cast Upon Me, Cape of Darkness Slowly Falling The Oldest Memories, are Thro... - The Noble Elements
See me, ancient one! Dismal Tuat, Nergal unsafe spread your shades upon me spread your shades I can see you, you in me In the Astral Mirror, above all old grey... - Universal Black
[Epilogue] "Spectres of Our Souls, are Exiled in the Cosmic Sea, Only the Serpents crawl now in the Face of Gaia" Did you Hear the Unblessed Choirs, Which were ... - Whore Of The Satan's Night
O, that sweet Scent of the Midnight Rain, That Pure Odour of the Witching Hour Who is that One, Who has Bewitched Me, And Made Me Look like a Fool? Who is that ... - Whore Of The Satans Night
O, that sweet Scent of the Midnight Rain, that Pure Odour of the Witching Hour Who is that One, Who has Bewitched Me, and Made Me Look like a Fool? Who is that ...
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