Do you hear the winds of the flames,
passing through the ancient gates.
Do you hear theyre calling my name,
free the
spirits from endless pain.
Mourning souls, chanting voices,
desperate cries, follow all over.
Sky is dark, stars are
bright,
sacrifice the ending light.
Darkness upon now unholy land,
prophecies told from blood of my hand.
Weaks are slaves
living in sorrow,
see it only from blackened mirrow.
Gather as the five-point star,
to call my master distant far.
mistress
of night, come, seduce me,
take me, hide me, to black prophecy.
[Chorus]
I can see the angels
falling,
bury them deep into blood red sky.
I can hear the last one breathing,
suffocate, kill that everyone
die...
Visions shown, battles won
my missions done, days are gone
no people with a soul, exist on earth anymore
burning
men, in moonlight dusk
smell of fears, raising my lust
eternal winters, thrones for me
I am finally the black
prophecy.
[Chorus x2]