The Night of Fullmoon

Pagan country in the moonlight Witches calling for their Lord Incantation of the Darkside From the book of secret world Scream breaks off nocturnal silence They begins the rite of Darkness Hill in the fog The heart of wood Altar of goat Infernal gloom Nocturnal rite Knife in the hand Worship Darkside Bless Left Hand Path Pagans hidden in the forest In unholy common grave Christians killed the last worshiper But the Dark Cult is still living I'm the son of a pagan nation I got a part of secret knowledge Oh Lord I kneel before Thee Darkness and Evil showed me thy name I'm still waiting for thy return The ancient cult will be again Here the god of war and pain. Black the ultimate colour, darkness the only aim Evil the proper impulse, death the only mercy Nothing was forgotten and nothing will be ever forgotten All those who raised their swords against odious christianity Will live forever in dark legend