Dead Choir Hails (The Birth)

For countless millennia we have waited Standing in the shadows, undisturbed Looking for the evil signs that will reveal Unholy signs that the hour is coming for... Tonight summon the choir of the dead On this sacrosanct night he shall be born Satan's spawn, the most unclean of births The dead choir hails... The birth Our dark eyes search in the ancient stars The ravens, they bring us faint rumors Your secrets put a grimace grim on our lips Ghastly signs that the hour is coming for... Tonight summon the choir of the dead On this sacrosanct night he shall be born Satan's spawn, the most unclean of births The dead choir hails... The birth Do not try to refute what is thus revealed The Light that you have so much craved for It does reveal your flaws and carnal sins The Light that brings you only... pure darkness And now upon these stones of past times The naked body of your false virgin is laid The ceremonial blade opens the womb And the redeemer of this world unleashed Tonight summon the choir of the dead On this sacrosanct night he shall be born Satan's spawn, the most unclean of births The dead choir hails... The birth