Eden Belovv Songtext

On the dark fields of infinite anguish,
Under a hollow indifferent sky,
The eternal sky

It is time to reach out for the sceptre.
It is time for our master to conquer.
It is time for the olde hooded reaper.
Grim lorde death, he is once more to ryde.

Shadows in the black fog
Lifeless, fleshless, breathless, haunting
Fear & plague & misery's messengers
Shadows in the black fog
Dawne of evilhearts so solemnly
Embracing, leave their crypts to join
The olde earth's funereal procession

When they turne into shape in the
Dark storm that will blow
On the day of our glory On the day of mayhemic destruction

For Lord Luzifer's triumph in heaven
It is time to take over the
Thrones of the earth
& to rule over all with an iron fist
It is time for the faceless
Archangels to awake
& to rise from the holiest of hells [...]

Shadows in the black fog
Scornfull, wrathfull, dreadfull roaming
Curse of mortals, doomsday's offspring
Shadows in the black fog
Ceremoniall servants for our nightly
Sacrificiall mass for Satan &
His demonic-court now reigning...