Through The Gloom Into The Fire - Abyssos

This is the eve of the new era

A dark cold night of autumn breeze

The last leaves fall to the frosty ground

The pale moon gazes through the thick massing clouds

The witches are gathered, a hideous coven

In delirious tones, they are shouting

Foul mysterious words as they go Through the gloom and into the fire

A loathsome shape of obscene horror,

Squats huge and monstrous upon the ebon throne

Denial of the god above

The stifling air reeks with filth and blasphemy

Faster and faster whirls the witches' lewd dance

Denial of the god above

Shriller and shriller they scream in tongues

And then a wan grey light flickers in the northern sky

Twelve o’clock is the time of night,

That the graves are gaping wide

They haste, to the orgies of the sabbat,

With the infernal sacraments

The rites of the pentagram, the dance of Acheron

The sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil

A loathsome shape of obscene horror,

Squats huge and monstrous upon the ebon throne

Denial of the god above

The stifling air reeks with filth and blasphemy

Faster and faster whirls the witches' lewd dance

Denial of the god above

Shriller and shriller they scream in tongues

And then a wan grey light flickers in the northern sky

The circle is forever closed, within the secrets lie

Together they leave this dimension side by side

Twelve o’clock is the time of night, that the graves are gaping wide

They haste, to the orgies of the sabbat, with the infernal sacraments

The rites of the pentagram, the dance of Acheron

The sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil

This is the eve of the new era

A dark cold night of autumn breeze

The last leaves fall to the frosty ground

The pale moon gazes through the thick massing clouds

The witches are gathered, a hideous coven

In delirious tones, they are shouting

Foul mysterious words as they go Through the gloom and into the fire

Twelve o’clock is the time of night, that the graves are gaping wide

They haste, to the orgies of the sabbat, with the infernal sacraments

The rites of the pentagram, the dance of Acheron

The sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil