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Where the blood of a dying man is poured black on the ground

never ever conjuration - calls for Life again

Disciples of Evil, bend for the Throne,

bend for me

Hear, the whisper of the dead

fear, the fear to face the End,

to see the Unknow

Supreme Sacrifice, my Scythe is your guide

Entering the gate, a long way

Surrounded with thousands of candles,

the Ancient Fire

A clearest light takes possesion of the Soul

Most beautiful things of Heaven

Visions of Splendour are mine,

and God reveals

Nothing more than Illusions

The Ultimate in Sorrow

Carpe Nortem

Disciples of Evil, bend for the Throne,

bend for me

Hear, the whisper of the dead

fear, the fear to face the End,

to see the Unknow

Supreme Sacrifice, my Scythe is your guide

Signs of life proceeding

Mortality and cursed pain

You will crumble into Dust