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A Black Moon Broods Over Leumria

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Текст песни BATHORY - A Black Moon Broods Over Leumria <br/> Dark baleful shades astride the mystic heath,<br />Old land’s enchantments, wolf-eyes agleam,<br />The moon slips ’neath the darkening sea,<br />The trees sing enthralling chants as the old gods dream...<br /><br />As a black moon broods over lemuria,<br />Ebon witchfire enshrouds the gleaming citadels,<br />Sinistrous shadows rise from the vaults of the dreaming elder gods,<br />( )<br />Ophidian eyes glimmer through the icy whispering moon-mist...<br /><br />Shimmers of black in the massing dark,<br />Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,<br />The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,<br />My soul encased in antediluvian steel,<br />The shades of pallid night descend,<br />To the ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,<br />Enshrined in ice and witches’ spells,<br />And silence falls on the marble walls.<br /><br />By the eldritch glow of black moonfire,<br />The forst-shrouded trees whisper of silent paths,<br />Brooding shades rise forth from the night-dark sea,<br />A black tide of fiends erupts from the ebon gate.<br /><br />Shimmers of black in the massing dark,<br />Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,<br />The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,<br />My soul encased in antediluvian steel,<br />The shades of pallid night descend,<br />To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,<br />Enshrined in ice and witches’ spells,<br />And silence falls on the marble walls.<br /><br />Winter moonlight gleams through crooked boughs,<br />The icy caress of night entwines the eon-veiled obsidian tower,<br />The whisperings of ancient tongues are borne upon the winds,<br />Dark time-lost spells hold the key to the frost veiled gate of the black moon...<br /><br />And in the dark ethereal mists of winter dreams,<br />The ebon waters of enlightment gleam ’neath the black moon,<br />And the valley of the silent paths beckons...<br /><br />Slumbering upon the throne of moon-caressed ice,<br />I have supped deep the draught of white vapours,<br />Shimmering upon the gleaming garlanded marble,<br />A single strand of glimmering gossamer...<br />Beneath the vaults of shadow-haunted tombs,<br />I see the fire that burns like the black heart of night.<br />In brooding and sombre visions I hear cries,<br />Enthralling cries ’neath the frost moon rising<br />I hear the slithering of forces that seethe serpentine in black guffs,<br />In the dark and silent places...<br /><br />The whisperer in crystal speaks in dreams,<br />Of silken shadows, and the softest breath of dark enchantment.<br />Of ancient cyclopean temples, raising jewelled spires to the stars.<br />The is witchcraft in the moon,<br />And brooding silence reigns over the woods.<br />My storm-forged sword (stained with the blood of a thousand slain foes),<br />Ensorcelled by eon-veiled incantations.<br />Dark wizzards’ spells entwine me in ravening shackles,<br />And black roses draw my blood with thorns as sharp as serpent’s tooth...<br />I fall into the rapturous embrace of sloe-eyed witches,<br />The moon gleaming upon their ivory bosoms,<br />And descend into the still, icy waters of the lakes.<br />Beyond the veil of north-winds, I await the emissaries of the tyrant,<br />The wind whispering across the everlasting snows...<br />My slumber is as light as a wolf’s.<br /><br />Serpents coil entempled ramparts<br />Of sunken jewelled cities,<br />Wolves of winter’s moon are roaming<br />The temples of the heather gods.<br />Great worm whose tail rests in it’s mouth,<br />The circle-without-end burns bright,<br />Brood o’er the far night’s distant vale,<br />And shifting heather hills wandering light.<br /><br />Like snow that falls on the sea,<br />Like smoke that rides upon the breeze,<br />Like hoarfrost that melts before the sun,<br />Now silence broods over lemuria...<br /><br />Shimmers of black in the massing dark,<br />Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,<br />The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,<br />My soul encased in antediluvian steel,<br />The shades of pallid night descend,<br />To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,<br />Enshrined in ice and witches’ spells,<br />And silence falls on the marble walls.<br /><br />’r’acan ahalgana chamiabac ahalmez ahatocob tocapa chiamiaholom ahchami.’<br /><br />As a black moon broods over lemuria.

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