Triumfall
Triumfall - Atrium Mortis lyrics
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Hark, Thou whom reflections of life have never reached, Whose name is cried with every stillborn! I kneel before, oh silhouette of all divinity of Black! With Thy horns I shall raise all misanthropic visions, Buried deep in inverted star. Through the gates of Death I shall fly into nihilistic realms, Involved in wounds of cosmos... and there begotten. Through the unlighted paths with the point of no return I shall triumph all chthonic illusions. Through the winds of dissolution, above eleven sides, Into infinity of Nothing I will be! Satana Domine, gloria tua est aeterna! Magne Domine, flamma tua lucem prefer ad iterum meum! Satana Domine, scientia est ruina tua! Lucifer Victor, extinge astras et incendere Chaos!