Bathory - Enthroned In The Temple Of The Serpent Kings
Ancient Cromlech Carved Of Ice, Etched Against A Glimmering Sky, Beneath The Pale Moonlight, The Witch Enthralling, (like The Sublime) Scent Of Black Lotus, Ahiling A Black Sun With Ebon Rays, Hailing A Black Moon As Onyx Agleam, Shadows Call In This Bleak Winter's Dream. The Dark Horn Sounds 'cross The Nighted Vale, Dark Hordes Arise 'neath Winter Skies, I Seize The Throne Round Dagon's Stone, Blood-oath Sealed, By Frost-veiled Steel. Forged 'neath The Moon, By Skulthur's Tomb, White Flames Dancing On The Snow, The Witch-fire Gleams Through Northern Skies, Whispering Dreams Of Atlantean Spires, Ruby Lipped, Midnight Tressed, Eyes As Black As Raven's Wing, The Frost Of Heather Upon Her Tongue, Deep Within The Glacial Ice-veiled Temple, Flesh So Pale As Dawn-frost Gleaming, Kisses Sweet Like Moon-dew's Tears. Ancient Enchantments Summon The Shades Of The Dreaming Serpent Kings... Power From The Moon-shrouded Crystal... And The Ophidian Throne Once Again Draws Mystic Steel Is Anointed By The Crimson Wine Of Battle, And Blood Reddens The Gleaming Snow. Serpent-witch Of The Whispering Fens, Veils Of Scarlet And Sable, Storm-borne Bride Of Winter's Fire, Blood Spilled In The Vault Of Night, Frost-garlanded, The Mind-binding Glimmer The Gleam Of Winter Moonlight Upon Black Waters, Of Tear-filled Ophidian Eyes, Nighted Spells Of The Enchantress. Immortal Lord Of Darkmere, Serpent-witch Ensorcle Me. Scourge Of Angsaar, Wielder Of The Black Sword, Black Sun... Black Moon!
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