--------------------------------------------------------------------------- [H A D E S] "...Again Shall Be" --------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1) PAGAN TRIUMPH 2) HECATE (QUEEN OF HADES) HELLISH, EARTHLY AND HEAVENLY GODDESS OF THE CROSSROADS; GUIDING LIGHT QUEEN OF THE NIGHT, ENEMY OF THE SUN FRIEND AND COMPANION OF DARKNESS YOU WHO REJOICE TO SEE BLOOD FLOW OU WHO WANDER AMIDST IN THE HOUR OF DARKNESS THIRSTY FOR BLOOD AND TERROR OF MORTALS GORGO MORMO MOON OF A THOUSAND SHIFTING FORMS [Image] 3) THE ECSTACY OF AN ASTRAL JOURNEY BURNING MIDNIGHT SKIES THE BLAZE OF THE STARS IS CALLING AGAIN WISPERING MYSTIC CHORUS A PROMISE OF IMMORTALITY TAKE MY SOUL TO WHERE THE FALCONS FLY TO THE GATES OF TRIUMPH THE SKIES ARE BLEEDING LIKE AN OPEN WOUND WE ARE BORN AGAIN BURNING MIDNIGHT SKIES THE QUEEN OF THE NIGHT HAVE RAISED AGAIN SHE IS THE GODDESS OF WHERE OUR JOURNEY ENDS TAKE MY SOUL TO WHERE THE FALCONS FLY I RIDE ON A TAILL OF MOONFOG THROUGHOUT THE BURNING MIDNIGHT SKIES THY QUEEN - THE GODDESS THE ENEMY OF CHRIST I GREET YOU ON YOUR THRONE OF STAR DUST TEACH ME THE ART OF EROTIC SIN GRANT ME THE SOURCE OF BESTIAL LUST TAKE MY SOUL TO WHERE THE FALCONS FLY TO THE GATES OF TRIUMPH FOREVER FREE BURNING MIDNIGHT SKIES!!!! BURNING MIDNIGHT SKIES!!!! 4) AN OATH SWORN IN BJORGVIN WHEN THE GRIMSON RED SKIES BATHS THE HORIZON IN A POISONOUS KISS I KISS MY HAMMER I KISS MY SWORD MY EYES GLEAR OF INFERNAL JOY IN MY DREAMS I SAW THEM THEY MADE ME SWEAR THE OATH AT THE SEVENTH OF THE SEVEN MOUNTAINS THE TWENTY FIRST OF DECEMBER THE SKIES BATH THE HORIZON IN FIRE I HOLD MY SWORD BEFORE ME AND I KNEEL BEFORE THE BLOOD ON THE STONE GREET ME!!! THIS MOMENT WAS CHOSEN AT THE BIRTH OF THE GODS A TRUE SON OF AASGARD I AM MY SIGN IS THE COLOR OF THE NIGHT AND THE BLOOD THAT RAN ON MY FATHERS GRAVES!!! THE OATH IS SWORN THE BLOOD IS GIVEN NOW I AWAIT YOU TO PASS ME YOUR FORCES 5) ...AGAIN SHALL BE DARKNESS ENTOMBS US, AS WE WATCH THE MOUNTAINS BEFORE WAITING FOR THE SILENT WIND TO BRING US THE SIGN OF THE ANCIENT HORN THE BELLS SHALL CHIME AS THE TOWERS BURN IN FLAMES OF ETERNAL HATE BURN IN THE NAME OF THE ELDER FAITH BLACK RAVENS OF WAR RAISE YOUR UNHOLY BANNER AGAIN THE SMELL OF BLOOD SHALL DRIFT UNDER THE SILVER MOON CHANT YOUR SONG ON NORTHERN GLORY BLOW YOUR HORNS FOR NORTHERN PRIDE SING THOSE SONGS SO LONG FORGOTTEN HAIL THOSE RAVENS THAT ONCE DIED 6) THE SPIRIT OF AN ANCIENT PAST THE MIST OF BLUE FROST FALLS THE PROUD VALLEYS OF THE NORTH AN ICEAGE OF TERROR AS SILENT AS SNOW HIDES THE HILLS IN THIS FROZEN LAND I RIDE AS THE NORTHERN LIGHT GUIDES MY WAY A BLACKWIND I AM A SHADOW OF WAR AND LUST THIS PATH, WHOM FOR ME IS THE CHOSEN FORBIDDEN FOR MORTALS TO SEE THE NIGHT IS FILLED WITH DIABOLICAL SUMMONING WINDS THE MOON IS BURNING LIKE AN EYE GLEARING OF DEMONIC HATE WATCH ME AS I CHOOSE MY TRAIL THIS JOURNEY IS FOREVER THE SPIRIT OF GODS AND GODDESS I AM FORGOTTEN AT THE BIRTH OF NEW TIMES A REFLECTION OF AN ANCIENT PAST WAITING IN A LOST REALM OF ICE FOR THE RISING OF A FOREVER PAGAN AGE 7) UNHOLY CONGREGATION INTO THE DARKEST FORREST THEY GO DRESSED IN BLACK DRESSED IN COATS WOMEN OF EVIL LUST UNHOLY CONGREGATION AT THE DARKEST HOUR THEIR TORCHES THEY LIGHT WITCHES HOUR INFERNAL SILENCE THEY WAIT BEFORE THE ALTAR CHANTING INVOCATION IN A BLAZE OF FIRE HE STANDS SOME HORRID SHAPE OF A GOAT EACH OF THEM PAY HIS HOMMAGE OSCULUM OBSCENUM WHITE SKIN FREEZING IN THE MOONSHINE DANCE IN A CIRCLE WAIT FOR TURN WINE LIKE BLACK CLOTTED BLOOD DRINK!!!! 8) GLORIOUS AGAIN THE NORTHLAND SHALL BECOME BRAVE SONS OF THE PAGAN AGE RAISES BY THE SUMMONING OF A WIND FROM THE PAST SILENTLY WATCHING THE VALLEYS BELOW AS THE NORTHERN LIGHT CROSSES THE SKY BY THE LIGHT OF A THOUSAND FIRES OVER THE HILLS OF A THOUSAND GRAVES UNHOLY INVOCATING WORDS HAVE BEEN CHANTED THE REBIRTH OF THE RAVENS HAS COME WAR IS THE REFLECTION IN THEIR EYES GLORIOUS AGAIN THE NORTHLAND SHALL BECOME AND THE STRENGTH OF THE PAGAN ONES SHALL ARISE BRAVE SONS OF THE PAGAN AGE RAISES NORTHERN STEEL CUTS THE FLESH OF THE FALSE STORMS OF ANCIENT HATE IS HOWLING ACROSS TIME AS THE LIGHTNING RAPES THE SKY AND THE BLAZE OF THE HAMMER STRIKES FORCE THE WEEK TO KNEEL FOR THE STONG THE REBIRTH OF THE RAVENS HAS COME [Image] 9) BE-WITCHED HEAR THE HAUNTING THERONADE LIKE A CHANT THROUGH A TIMELESS ABYSS OR THE CRIES FROM THE WOLVES FROM THE LONG LOST WOODS MOON-LESS NIGHTS CARESS HER IN SHADES OF A NOCTURNAL BEAUTY SHE DANCES ON CEMETARY GROUND BE-WITCHED BY THE WISTFUL TUNES OF THY DARK AAAHHHHH ENSLAVING EYES OF A WHISTFUL DARKNESS CALLS ME AS A SILENT PRAYER SHE IS THE ONE OF NOCTURNAL BEAUTY FORCE ME TO BECOME HER SLAVE AAAHHHHH TAKE - ME ON YOUR JOURNEY SHE WAS A WOMAN IN BLACK LACE DANCING LIKE A RAVEN AROUND THE MOUNTAIN SIDE AND THE MUSIC OF HER WISTFUL SONGS- OR LAUGHTER, OR CRIES AND OUT OF THE SKIES ABOVE ME A CREATURE - A FACE TURNED DOWN UNTO ME CLOSER AND CLOSER - THEN SO NEAR AND WHEN SHE AGAIN RAISED SHE CARESSED ME AND LEAD US INTO A LUSTFUL DANCE IN CIRCLES BIGGER AND BIGGER HIGHER UP - INTO THE MOONLESS SKIES AND I JOINED HER ON HER JOURNEY TO HADES 10) IN THE MOONLESS SKY