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Correct Frightful Night Of Revenge Lyrics
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Correct Frightful Night Of Revenge
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(Verses by Demether; music by Eugen) Every fullmoon blood begins to run through sinews of the greatest king of Goths He wakes up angry going spread the death around for the famous glory of his own God Great malice lighteth bloody eyes, the frightful pain will scream insight He'll right through time revenge be sweet, his bones have crushed but soul can't die His time has come he'll shed the blood of thousands slain by his succinite brand From the cemetery of silence, from the cemetery of death King will ride to cruel future he has found a living path No one angel takes a risk to show his face before the king Even Gorgon's pale before him, he's afraid his magic ring The King withdraws the wargs from their subterranean graves He harnesseth the chariot and summoneth the ghouls But spirit of the death whispereth him that they couldn't raise The dead Goth decide to resort to the secrecies of blooms And then suddenly... Saliva of the Great Wolf-leader Waters the mould of cemetery's tombs Corpses dwell by this nature of fear And coming from their loved riven wombs In the center of the graveyard servants of demons are gathering The king-ghost organized the significant council Recall of avenge mournfully sounding on his lifeless lips He tempteth corses by the fresh human blood After that the king stood the forces on their bony knees And makes them pray for almighty Phoebe, the goddess of moon and flood "And the countenance of the luna smiles back!" Elimer, the founder of Grüth was sworn enemy of Goths And the king on his deathbed takes an oath to destroy the walls Of the settlement of the own enemy's despicable posterity And later the centuries he'll exhaust the mission of his destiny (Germanareh screams in darkness:) "My succinite sword shall slaughter thee Thy cattle, christian village and tribe And certainly thy damned seed" "If you found the reign of darkness You will find a sentry lee! " Hitherto unbloodied umbrae of gothic warriors arose the swords above their heads and hailed: "Vivat Rex!" And glorious King's throwing up his hand crowned by firmament's stars Only his formidable aspect inspireth the awe in souls of arch And sepulchral obscurity filleth the hearts Germanareh leads his troops of ghouls in the name of dark Great warriors expires in the nocturnal sky its blood-curdling howl Rotting roots of ancient trees begin to moaning under dreadful army's march And endless forest covered by odour of death in the bloodshot Devil's bowl Wicked spirits stand at the edge of the forest Their caddish glance lowered on the dell The neighbourhood reddened by flames of hearth In the next instant the horde from Hell Darting off to the village and Their "holy" path was deified by argent-gleamy moon A succinite sword glares in the King's hand The ghouls fell from welkin i' th' hazing gloom Their attack was unexpected, people couldn't hide in dwellings So men have to fight for freedom, for their lives against the Evil Ghosts have burned so many houses that the murk have turned to bright light Fearful thunder have announced the beginning of the Great Fight Bloody rivers flew from high hills irrigating soil of graveyard All the soldiers fought in battle for the fame of Germanareh They will sacrifice their bodies 'cause they serve to Devil's main guard He's the chosen one of spirits and he knows he'll be their monarch Hundred men have died in moment tho' they fought in rage and courage Women, children and the elders run to church for the salvation They believe in their Ransomer which hath always helped in troubles Ghosts have charred the shrine with people, - there came a suffocation The antiquity of the precious cathedral's walls begin to decay Under the yoke of unbearable Death's shout And thrusts by spirits' swords, but the Holy Ghost can't betray The christians of Grüth and their souls to be proud ... But only death they found! Ghouls have stormed the church all night Women have defended children Earth felt beams of divine light Felon schemes of ghouls have crumbled Took away the corses underneath the bed of graveyard They began to feast glorifying their valour (Gothic tales of Schwarswald preserves this appalling night unblemished: expression of demons' eyes, their armour and sudden evaporation with first rays of the dawn)
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