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IN THE MIS OF THE COLDEST NIGHTS

AMONG THE RUINS OF A BITTER PAST

THE PRIEST OF PAIN

GATHER AGAIN

TO RISE ONCE MORE THE BROKEN BONES

OF THE FALLEN BEAST

ONE WITH NATURE

DRINKING THE BLOOD

RISE THE DAGGERS

FOR THE TRIUMPHANT SOUL

BREED IN DARKNESS

RETURN TO FLESH

WITHIN THE ABYSS

A NEW VOICE CALLS

TAKE A LOOK TO THE EERIE CONSTELLATIONS

THE SPECTRAL PLANES BEFORE THY EYES THE WINGS SPREAD IN THE SECRET RESURRECTION

TO GAZE UPON THE THE WORLD OF ENDLESS LIES

BEYOND THE VEILS OF MORBID MORTALITY

I FOUND THE SECRETS OF THE MORNING STAR

YEARNING FOR WORLDS OF THE ASTRAL MIND

IN THE ASHES OF HELL

AND THE GARDEN OF DELIGHTS

WE BREATH THE FIRE OF A THOUSAND DEMONS

WE DRINK THE BLOOD OF THE BABYLON´S WHORE

THE BEAST DEVOURS THE SOULS OF LIGHT

IN THE ASHES OF HELL

AND THE GARDEN OF DELIGHTS

DARKEST CURSE

LACERATING DREAMS

THE PUTRID SHADOWS

UPON THY MISERY

EMBRACE THE SORROW

EMBRACE THE PLAGUE

THERE´S STILL WOUNDS

THAT WILL NEVER STOP THEIR BLEEDING