Morningstar - Har Shatan

Bathing in moonlight I shiver and I tremble Captured by the spell Awakening this temple My eyes turn to white And breathing is broken Dark powers taking vessel

The freshly interred corpse Greets with a rotten fragrance Sweet scent of death and decay Caressing the catacomb Ghastly face of bone Where her smile had been R

The flame of darkness and hate Black token of forbidden art Ashen walls and pitch-dark ceiling In this ruin of monastery Fornication of the evil ghosts Sinister

Come hail and fire, raping the world Come reap with desire To chaos are we hurled Stars will fall with blackest death Carnage of all, worms in your breath Peopl

Born a night from a rotten womb Breath of terrible mournful past Fear and misery of the peoples memories Waiting for the coffin lid to open With a Chalice raise

Secrets born in me are the conjurations Malicious mysteries calling of the blood Morbid esoteries written on human skins Unfit for a world like this a place of