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Follow the Voice of Blood, All...

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Lyrics was summoned by Gorruth '98 a.b.
Lyrical concept was mesmerized by Lord Behemoth '98 a.b.

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COVEN OF THE DEAD POETS

Grey-haired Mountains of Grimness
Reared high in sky with Satan's pride
To lip with deadly leech and fervour
The Horned Queen of Beltane's Night
And Gods, that roam Carpathia, stare at crucifix,
They twist in scornful smirking their cruel bloodred lips...
So, Selene came to join the witching dance
Of stars that praise Blackwinged in Luciferian romance

This hour, while the Darkness lay upon the leams
This time, when from the mist and mystery Dead Poetry begins...
And suddenly the writings, scratched by paly hands,
Give birth to insane wonders and shadowed cloudlands...

They always were so lonely, so eerie gloomy grim,
They thoughts for squalid mortals were aye so dark and dim
But They were Gods of Poetry, which now has grown so mean and poor,
For They all lay neglected in their forgotten tombs
Ye, Nympholept Emperors of worlds so far beyond
In graveyards They're hiding from rays of hateful sun
But when the Moon is on the rise and elves play their flutes
They walk into the forests, They gather in the woods...

Spectral figures covened amidst oaken grove
And something terryfing around these places roves
Ghosts scream out in pleasure and Things-Go-Bump-At-Night
Crawls from benighted meadows charmed by sounding rhymes
Dead Poets assembled in calmness, but soon the song will tune
Hark! Whom they're enticing? Mayharp me or mayharp you?
And jesus weeping bitterly - another soul is lost,
Tonight young and proud poet join the Satan's Host...

Again the tales will sound to feast enthroned Nox
Inhuman shrilling voices and Past is reinvoked:
"...Silent sombre memories from Empires which fell
Fairy elven serenades and symphonies from Hell
Eulogies to Sylvan Realm, that always lured us so
And embers of unhuman races baned by jewish god