Moonspell Wolves From the Fog GOAT ON FIRE (words by Tetragrammaton, music by Mantus & Moonspell) 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..." (F. Nietzsche) When the cold winds blows the fog away Releasing dark shining shapes of the 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 comeforth 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 on 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. (WINTER 1992 e.v.) WOLVES FROM THE FOG (Words by Langsuyar & Tetragrammaton, music by Mantus & Moonspell) Oh! Hear the howling... Narration: As the night falls and darkness paints the sky in black A cold Moon shines and the red somber eyes awake The forest whispers... oh! whispers my unholy name From a frozen Mist I rise, I, Wolf, rise! And my brothers will attack under this blood sign... Wolves from the fog will join in a nocturnal operetta. When... the wind sounds bohemia Trumpets loud bacanal, fausts and ninfs the joy of Nahima Oh! Mistress of the Sabbat. Soon we will be embraced by our father, the One with Horns. Satan is rejoicing in pleasure destroying shapes of flesh. ...And once again from the Fog, with horns on head came the Wolf carrying in his shoulder the sacrifice, a beauty to this... Walpurgis Eve. As to the somber image of our God, the Wolf with Horns I walk! (Spring 1992)