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Bethor - My thou infest,
thy magick my blade,
my sword from the meteor
at the drakest of night.
my gifts!
Bethor - of proud Jupiter,
I kneel to thy altar-stone.
My legions wait to in this night
and by thy blessings, they rise.
thy powers!

I the constellation,
to the ancestral nightsky.
I release my spirit in thy
as the of thy birth is night.

my cries!!!

Cold-ardent of thine,
thou shall inflame the in me
to burn all feelings of the
and to render back blood blood...

shine of thine,
thous shall awake the in me
to the sky at day
and to the stars at night.

And he came, like a mountain-storm,
a out of the everblack night,
sweeping fiercely into my heart
that I sacrifice to his shrine.

my corpse in the twilight,
while my soul the void,
forth my precious blood and set me free...

And thus, chained to the very
growing stronger in fulmoon-night.
And my reached the tombs in the moonlight
and opened by unseen hands.
Grim spirits blessed by the of the comsos
rise forth to my demonic deeds.
Writhing...

Legions of mine, spectres,
conquer the lands, all thrones.
Let the sun rise again
until time devours millennium.
Fire shall consume all traces I behind,
but let all who crossed my remember in fear:
The universe fall to earth,
and they all will be dead, but I never... dead be!

War!!!

The force of my thoughts is
and my is nourished by blood
from the time that was when battles
and now this returns.

Bethor - Thy wrath be
and by my aural shape.
The of the night reflects
in the of thy shrine.
my gifts!
Bethor - My soul hold in hate
since I gave the gift of my heart.
My chest is empty, no blood flows
but I share the of my own rebirth.
thy powers!

A shrine was the womb
for my destined to remain.
Now the of retaliation is near,
I behold my recreation through
in the of hell...
"And again, the universe will spill blood..."