Burning Velvet Palanquin

Empress of the black empyrean
Evoke the children of enthroned Queen
To worship Her in the burning velvet palanquin
Bring us the wisdom within
The forgotten sagas of ancient glory
Fulfill the divination of the world domination
Symphony of the prevailing forces
Composed by bloody strings
On carnage of slain hordes
Give us the strenght in this war everlasting
The strenght to fasten on the hilt of sword
And conquer the fortress of ignorance and weakness.

Lowering clouds hide tomorrow's eyes
Like the enigma of masqueraded lies
World of hypocrisy punished with massacre
Deniers soul torn drifted to the dust
From the cradle to the grave
For the nebula of your eyes we rise the blade.

In the constellation of supremacy
Morning star rises for your victory
The beloved of immemorial allience
Incantation for the enormity we solicit
Spirits of the night set forth your overture
With blood falling angels stain the chaotic sphere
Queen with her ensemble of symphony
Arrives to incorporate heaven to Her black empire.