The 13th Asbath Celebration
- Nokturnal Mortum (1998)You are listening to the song The 13th Asbath Celebration by Nokturnal Mortum, in album To the Gates of Blasphemous Fire. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
The bitterness was born in a soul thrusting the Atame sacrifice
The "Book Of Shadows" is opened, we're waiting
For the full-moon's arrival - we're celebrating the thirteenth Asbath.
I lift my eyes, I look at the moonrise
The Goddess of the night takes my gifts
You came to us through your immortality
Attach us to the true craft.
Give us the power, give us the great understanding
I draw the magic circle by my baton
And the skull of the deer on its top starts to light
Oh Moon, the great mother!
Protectress of our destinies and secret intensions
Fly up and light our deeds by your limpid light
Thrust your sharp rays into the Earth
We're absorbing the full-moon power - this is the thirteen Asbath.
Let the blood of the sacrificed flow into your heart
The bowels in the priestess hands are filled with water
Chaos that symbolizes the Moon and rules by it
Oh, Moon, the great mother, we're absorbing your power
This is the thirteen Asbath.
Naked our bodies we gash in the long-lasting dance
Goung around the circle repeatedly against the moving of the sun
The nature is singing and delighting
We're celebrating the thirteen Asbath
Marble moon give us the power.
Our bodies are stewing and poison draught is ready
Our circle is unbreakable, we're embraced by the only ecstasy
The wine runs through our veins and our joy is gifted to darkness
On the mountain tops, on the tops of the trees
Everywhere you look is the Great our Mother - Moon.
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