歌词
Awakening the forbiiden lord
A multitude of eternally dedicated worshippers
Gather as the temple casts it's dark shadow
The monks will be feared - fate!
"But night bore horrible Moros, and black
Ker, End and Fate, and Death sleep and
They bore also the brood of Dreams
The, dark Night,,,"
Foreign incense
Seven days of cold mourning
Seven days of spiritual agony
Seven nights magical pain
Mortal doom and mesmerization
Obsequies ist thou mystery