It's the night of shabat The plenilune feast. Rise from your mortal sleep and let your astral body glide away. With the sacred ointment Plunge into the new dream.
Shining in darkness the vary eyes of the lord o birds of prey announces the passing of time. With his piercing call. The thick dark leaves of the forest dance in the wind and in worshipful adoration.
So the vision began. And a mighty wind shook the roots of the nine worlds.. The great wolf of the night roused. And a deep slash cracked open the primordial ice..
The breeze, with its tossing about, speaks of the movements on the water. Surface and sends out the shivers.. . From those waves I will read the future fate..
Mark your body with the symbol of agony because I am the truth. Bend your head and lower your eyes because my light will shine upon you and will burn your sins.
I am the grey conqueror, he who's come by cold and storm. The grey wolf called by the full moon, and the snarling beast hidden in the cold mist. Brother Tree and Sister Stone.
Feel the breeze on my face. the icy breath of the Goddess.. I raise my hand and touch the illusion.. My mind is powerful and my Ego is high. as the mountain in front of me..
Through the eyes of the raven. I saw the rain falling on the world. The entire nature bending. Under the vehemence of the furious wind. That was the time,.
I (myself) Esteban son of the dark side,. illuminated monarch of the abyss. (which is) forgotten by. the divine light. I'm alive.. Ancient now inexistent laws,.
Gorgot Assai Belem.. May the Great Portal open to me,. my voice thunder in thy name. and for the power of the Lords of the Great Frost.. The whirling air of the North guide my spirit.
White on white translucent black capes. Back on the rack Bela Lugosi's dead. The bats have left the bell tower. The victims have been bled. Red velvet lines the black box.
Impotently at the end of an era we assist. As a last rampart we protect the ancient wisdom. Our valour multiply our blades. But this is not enough. Falsehood and treason have reduced our lines.
Solitary and imposing the sacred tree wait the spirit's circle. Night receive the silvery lightning star. Take my hand, brother! And give it to a sister as we can close the spirit circle.
Eternal suffering.. Everlasting oblivion of tears falling into the dust.. I want to die.. But the three mothers don't grip my hand. they want the cycle to be completed..
What can wait forever isn't dead. and in the long run, even death dies.. The Ancient were, the Ancient are,. the Ancient will be.. They walked in this world,.
Fall low into silence and fill. up your mental calix with black. substance of nothing. Burn 3 blood candles and breath. the dense fumes of Gorgio. Enter the sacred circle and hail.
Io metto il mio sangue nelle. mani di Shaytan. La forza che sta nell'essenza. degli dei. Che crearono il ciclo e la terra. Benediccte onnipotenti questo.
The sacred fire burns in the. stone circle. In the centre of the all I'm. waiting for the guardian. Powerful thunders rumble in the air. And lightnings herald the storm.
The way leading to him is. unknown and steep. And the bodies rests of those. who didn't deserve him make it slippery. But it is at the borders of my. soul, so I know the secrets to.
Dancing flames reflect a purple light. Dyeing the room with a. mysterious stillness. Wrapped in the ineoriating haze. of the fumed incense. We were sitting at the table.