(from Gallia to Germania). I still hear the ancient warcry. (Roma to Brittania). I still hear the ancient battlecry. . The great old European heroes, the proud old European names.
For he is Count Jefferey. For he is the servant of no man. For he casts the shadow of fear. For he is everywhere. For he rides. For he kicks. For he takes.
A grand blank look on your face. When you learned it was over. Do you ever question why. What could have been different. We were so comfortable living in each others skin.
Caine:. "Alone in the darkness I can hear the sweetest voice. whispering words of surcease and I rejoiced!. Who would dare speak to one so condemned as I?.
Blasphemous rites. Churches in flames. Satanic oath. Blasphemous rites. Churches in flames. Obscurity reigns. Feast on meat. Drenched in blood. Denial of Christ.
I hear voices from another morning. And in the sunlight I feel the room grow. Windows, white curtained and smooth walls. But the night leaves her on the floors.
Once there sailed the North Sea. The North Sea wide and cold. A ship heavily loaded. With the world's most precious gold. . The enemy ship was floating.
Tonight my heart is cold. Lost in your lies, shallow replies. . And gravity prevails this time it's over. And you think you're the one. Calm me with your lies your simple tragedy.
Black clouds fill the day sky. in the primitive Lands of Nod. as the two sons of Adam offer up. their gifts (of pride) to the one reigning high. a dark fate born by sacrificial fire.
Boys speak in rhythm and girls in code. Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo. Tell it to me straight, give it to me now. Face forward, face forward. . Boys speak in rhythm and girls in code.
Oh remember the proud Hellenic civilisation. The cradle of Europe where it all began. Or the Portuguese and Spanish Armada. Overwhelming Thy power, a tribute to the south.
"I'm here for you," she said. And we can stay for a while. My boyfriend's gone. We can just pretend. . Lips that need no introduction. Now who's the greater sin?.
[Music: Aphazel - Lyrics: Deadly Kristin]. . I saw your face one thousand times in my dreams. his mark clearly shown with eyes like burning coals. . like the demon goat.
As a hero into battle. At the side of Joan of Arc. Glorious Marshalls of France. Gilles de Rais. You were the one to insult. an important priest. Never afraid to face the enemy.
Ive seen this here, Ive stood here before. You know I have boy, you know Ive been right here. Ive felt the fire from this war. You know I have so, so let me see it again.
Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall!. 'Rome is above nations, but thou art over all'. . Mithras, God of the morning, our trumpets waken the wall!.
Longing for the Ancient Kingdom. Darkness still awaits. Searching for the Ancient Wisdom. Let Fear reign once again!. . Evil calling. . Evil calling. Evil calling.
[Music & Lyrics: Aphazel]. . prodigious forces of rage and entropy. buried in golden seas under lost horizons. a black hearted creature has now awakened.
All heaven and earth were still. As if God's paradise never lost. None could foresee the silent (approaching) chill. (in the shape of raging heathens).
[Music: GroM / Aphazel - Lyrics : Deadly Kristin]. . walking by the side of my old tired horse. after months of blood red battles. . finally on my way back home.