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Fall in grief

A despairful moment to cry

I am the wolf of the night

My eyes look with endless hate

For all the wrath of the Elder Ones

I summon the pale spirit of the forest

In the shape of night shades

A weak nazarene is weeping for his cursed fate

Forgotten by the Abyss

Swallowed by demons and fire

In the name of Darkness

For ages beyond ages

I´m the sword of Bael

Pain grows for every thorn

My torch lights between the woods

Searching the cause of the Fall

In an era of black sadness

When the temples use to pray to the old lords and gods

When the balance felt into the anger side. There´s a despairful moment to cry

Wrath of centuries... Wrath!!

At one with the night with the dark part of earth I cry for our past

The shadows of time whisper our prayers. They made mankinds destiny

We must destroy the New God!! We must destroy the new elements of thy empty dominion.

Darkness is what I can see, an esence without sense

A paradise turned into ashes. Clouds crawling in the blood of angels