Silence Of Old Graves

Cold red twighlight
Between the crowns of mountains
Howling wind
The black trees, dark shadows
Burning flames, forbidden mysteries
From the ancient altars hidden in the stones
The mourning of times the past lives in the
Carved symbols from the northern stars
Shining on the black depths of universe
From the frozen whisper of forests
Comes a legend of mankind - from the cold caves
Comes a howl of human desires
Pure flame of nature and cosmos
Once again we raise our torches
High in the sky in the ritual of forgotten wisdom.

"Ous spell is the silence silence of mists
Silence of old graves
And when the night come the star will speak
Constellation collapse by the words of serpent"

The fullmoon is growing on the cold silent sky
The secret is whispered by the shadowed entities
Under the black clouds the gates are opened
To the aeon of reconstruction of times
From the ancient ashes to the phoenix of new light
From the old forest's altars to the new omega
Of dark horizon sacred nature's black mysticism
Reawaken in the storms of stars
The new dignity! The new dignity!
Praise the light of new man!
Praise the light of new sun!
Born on the altars of ancient powers
From cold streams, from highest mountains
From the whispers of trees, from the dust of black stars!
Without poisoning lies civilisation!
Eternal flame of wisdom!
New earth, new soil, new flesh!
Washed out by the screaming rains!
Spawned by the white light
And the sun rises beneath the shining mountains!
The dawn of phoenix world, the dawn of death
Death is the salvation!
The trees are howling now
The entities rise faces to the bloodred sky!
They sings new psalms of reborn!