Spells of the Akkadian Priests Lyrics


Ancient past, endless deep

From one dream into the next

No lights in our eyes

Sandstorms from beyond

Lands filled with silence and grief

Star worshippers

Teachers of the ancient ways

Funerary Priests honouring the Lizard Men

Under the shadow of the Moon

The will spell the destruction

They will spell the doom at high places

Thrice Great Baal

Agarit, behold our Lord

Dance and bleed

Worship the Master

They whisper monstrous oracles

Blood whispers, sing in secret

A te, de l'essere

Principio immenso

Materia e spirito

Ragione e senso

Son of the black Light

Rise from your throne

Baal Master of Rain

Baal Master of Thunder

Echoes from the past

With blood of goats

and blood of steers

The Sky God, consumed by fire

Visions of death and sorrow

The dark shadows embrace us all