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It is the dawn of a new morning

At the Mountains of Silver and...

I would rather live in the ice than in the middle of

the modern virtue and other southern winds...

* Friedrich Nietzsche

When the cold winds blows the fog away

Releasing dark shining shapes of a mystic forest.

I embrace the Nightfall!

Old voices from ancient witches announce

the gathering of thee

... The ones of a thousand young.

Here in the North, where we come forth to assemble

Where I knee unto thee...

Four times one and one are all

The four crowned princes of Hell.

The ones with the Sygil of Evil.

Witness... the Goat on Fire. Who feed my desire.

The Goat in Fire.

A Goat of the Northern Ice.

A Goat with the Southern Fire.

Rex Tenebrarum! The crow over my soul.

Tremendae Majestatis! The raven inside my Heart....

Four times one and one are all

The four crowned princes of Hell.

The ones with the Sygil of Evil.

Goat on Fire... Come and feel my desire.