Quarta nova luna est anni Zorg et Baazgor. Impetum facturus est in arcem Kamuth. Tenebrarum amplexus ad continendum exercitum. Sulphureum non sufficit.
Per multos annos sex lunarum ordinem et collocationem. exspectaverat. Et tandem suum iter finem habuerat.... Erat sub radicibus montis Ghor-Ad. In cuius cacumine magnifica domus regia eminebat..
Silva gravida est uligine sicut frons elforum qui. Percipiunt obscuram presentiam, statim murmur. Foliarum aperit veritatem. Duodecim hominum, horribilium sine deo.
Dies festi veri celebrabantur et in valle Amiur. Multitudo erat laeta.. . [FEAST DAY...]. . It was the spring feast and in the Amiur valley. All the people is celebrating..
Terror serpit inter ordines orcorum. Silva ante eos incepit tremere. Sub terra gelida Charcharon procedebat. Contra eos dispelans transitu eius omnia res.
Solum telis conspergitur. Scuta et cavae galeae ictibus personant.... Asperum proelium committitur.. Tantum sub occasum solis. In acie conspersa cadaveribus.
Out of the misty forest. The rider came tired and dawncast. A chilly night was descending. The first snows fell forever it would last. . Spirits of the woods they do remember.
Through vast landscapes he rode. towards east. Until he felt the salty odour in his nose. The sound of waves come from far away. Under all thorns he found the rose.
The path to home seemed so strange. Fades trees in twilight. Many things he remembered has changed. New people stared him like a ghost. . He rode across the village.
A day of spring in ancient times. A rider so eager and proud. Riding the way the eagles fly. The road in misty shroud. In search for answers that must be there.
Into an ancient valley. He rode alone. Where the winds forgot howled cold. And where no man dwelt. There lived the Echo. Hath been for ages before man.
Three miles east he found a molten gate. Entered through it into the unknown in fear. Enchanted his horse carried him to his fate. Across moors not to walked for a hundred years.
Beaten and Raped !!!!. Blood between your legs. Covered with cum, tears and snot. I gave her all I fucking got !. . Whore - put your shoes on. Bitch - swallow my cum.
"Shadows are marching closer. The maiden in tower is getting old. Those years passed all of a sudden. The winds that blow are so cold. Autumn calls....
The night is near, a night of Hunger. This is a funeral for the unkown. Bleak as winter, dead as the Moon. The presence of Evil lies in the air. The power of satan is everywhere.
Night fell upon the world. All there asleep but the rider. Birdsong echoed no more. Horizon bathed in fire. . From behind the cloudwall they came. Myriad in numbers - the sky filled with flames.
Dear friends,. This evening I'll sing thee about a rider. Who for a long time ago. Rode across the lands. In search for the meaning of himself. And everything else on the Earth.
Once again left the rider. With no clue where to do. Helpless and frustrated. He began to wander in woe. . He wandered here and where. Without a place to go.
Gutted by the claws of holy. Approached by Jesus Christ. Sworn to an Oath of Evil. Forever in his (Satanic) Powers. . Deny the light of bliss. You, Nemesis of God.