[Recorded Live April 28, 1997 in Toulouse / France]
One silver cloud collapsed below the glow of a harvest
Cause we're here to make an oath and we'll raise our realm in a sky of maroon.
Our stratosphere turned dark; however, the
Western winds never stopped blowing.
All deceiving religions fall, we'll gonna close our hands, and make our own way.
Ignite the wroth flames -
3 fires to the sky
Before the violence,
We stand before the most, wild beast.
We summon you,
To join us all!
Standing upon the sand of the shores was a Queen, with a crown, of 13
She worships the dragon above, which exalts impiety in that wild beast.
Our father is here with us and we'll summon you to
If we're bonded by jewels and blood on our fists, then we hail you within kingdoms of mist.
(The silver sword of the moon)
Finias! (The flaming lancet of the sun)
The winter zephyr warps the power of Sessair - 3 MORBID