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Essence of eternity

black storms from cold mountains

starts the dance of howling winds

on the edge of the worlds

where the tears of gods are frozen

the ritual of eternal constelation

is about to begin

the truth carried on the whispering winds

by the ice plains

by the frozen mountains

where the stars are dancing on the endless nights

where a man has a beginning

where prayers to the god revealed in dust

holy mist from the crowns of mountains

sacred wind from the cold caves

like a whisper of the cosmic order

the shadow spectre stands on the highest hill

it is the symbol and old wisdom

blessed by nature

blessed by gods

he open the gates to infinity

through the whispers of black trees

I araise from my grave

awaken by the symbols of thy wrath

by the sword of stars

by the pentacle of divine stones

and I'll crawl through the cold paths

eating the seeds of expansion

from the tongues of the primeval

I read the words singing from coffins

buried by dust

in the soil beneath cold mountains

with my cold skinless hands

I perform my prayer

Awaken Miracle!

From fire to dust

from dust to purity

Holy wisdom of nature!

Nature of cold and flames

The dawn of the stars

The dawn of dark matter

The beginning of time of sleep

and I'm no longer a rotting flesh

I will become a living flame

so burn me on these frozen hill

by your wisdom and dark riddles

and give me the key to the gates of vortex

my history, my past and future becomes one

in the black altar of pure cosmic nature

from the paths of sorrow

from the skies of pain

from the depths of tears

I walk on the mountain of ancient power

and I'll become a black star,

flame and sword

whisper and scream

blood and razor!

the burning rain!

the screaming river!

on the stones I will carve my name!

and I fly with black ravens

overt the mountains

I will became a spell and rumour

from the caves coming

a song, a prayer, a whisper

so I became a flame, a wolf

from living dead – to purity