Pits Of The Cold Beyond (Ad Noctum - Dynasty Of Death / I999 † 666I)
As the shadow of dark angels fall From the grace of light I am carried in the arms of death Into the night
The universe unveils A glowing entrance to doom Next to the setting sun and the rising moon Wine of life streams In faint nocturnal screams
As the rivers run red From the wrath of Armageddon And the wine of life is shed Into the pits of the cold beyond
Timor et tremor venerunt super me
At the time when the sun emerges from the dark In limbo a star shines and in silver it sparks I search my soul as darkness burn For as a shadow it shall return From the pits of the cold beyond
Timor et tremor venerunt super me Et Caligo cecidit super me