Bood Tide (XXX)

Wings of the night
Has turned into shadows
And through the deep forest
Only the mist prevails
Carried for the whispering wind

And in a glade of the deepest past part of the forest
The black pounding heart of a thousands peoples fears
Thirteen figures perform the most obscure dance
Around an altar of stone while they eye of Satan
Beholds from its high seat starless sky

Dark eyes stares with carnal bloodlust at the fettered virgins helpless struggl
Claws and teeth shall desecrate the temple of her soul and pierce the night with her cries

The sacred blood of god's creation flow
As the eye of the creatures woefully glow
As gleaming red as the hair of the beasts

Dreadful shadows plunges through the veils of the mist at their screaming prey
Claws and teeth shall desecrate the temple of her soul and force her spirit beyond the gates
Of black divinity

The sacred blood of god of gods creation drips
And run down the throuts of the creatures who from open veins sips
And the moon glows - as pale as the skin of the beasts

Three crosses breaks her skin
A soul for Satan to win

Three crosses for the price of blood
That so triumphant brought death to the son of god

Three crosses for the breed of Cain
That through time in blood will reign

Three crosses for the abomination from Nod

Who so fiercly drank his brother blood

Three crosses for the breathren of Judas

All praise the black deity
So fearsome great and mighty
Mark our spirits with thine blessing dark divine
And through our eyes powers all will shine
Upon the forthcoming millennium

The sacred blood of gods creation is gone
And her soul is now in the hands of the horned one
Who laughs as bloodfreezing as the eyes of the haest

Three crosses breaks her skin
A soul for Satan to win

Three crosses for the price of blood
That so triumphantly brought death to the son of god

Three crosses of the breath of cain
That throughout in blood will reign

Three crosses for the abomination from Nod
Who so fiercely drank his brothers blood

Three crosses...