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(Music: Knjaz Varggoth, Saturious; Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth)



The bitterness was born in a soul thrusting the Atame sacrifice,

the "Book Of Shadows" is opened, we`re waiting for the full-moon`s

arrival - we`re celebrating the thirteenth Asbath. I lift my

eyes, I look at the moonrise, the Goddess of the night takes

my gifts. You came to us through your immortality, attach us

to the true craft. Give us the power, give us the great understanding.

I draw the magic circle by my baton, and the skull of the deer

on its top starts to light. Oh Moon, the great mother! Protectress

of our destinies and secret intensions. Fly up and light our

deeds by your limpid light. Thrust your sharp rays into the Earth.

We`re absorbing the full-moon power - this is the thirteen Asbath.

Let the blood of the sacrificed flow into your heart. The bowels

in the priestess hands are filled with water - chaos that symbolizes

the Moon and rules by it. Oh, Moon, the great mother, we`re absorbing

your power - this is the thirteen Asbath. Naked our bodies we

gash in the long-lasting dance, goung around the circle repeatedly

against the moving of the sun. The nature is singing and delighting

- we`re celebrating the thirteen Asbath. Marble moon give us

the power. Our bodies are stewing and poison draught is ready.

Our circle is unbreakable, we`re embraced by the only ecstasy.

The wine runs through our veins and our joy is gifted to darkness.

On the mountain tops, on the tops of the trees - everywhere you

look is the Great our Mother - Moon.

(Music: Knjaz Varggoth, Saturious; Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth)



The bitterness was born in a soul thrusting the Atame sacrifice,

the "Book Of Shadows" is opened, we`re waiting for the full-moon`s

arrival - we`re celebrating the thirteenth Asbath. I lift my

eyes, I look at the moonrise, the Goddess of the night takes

my gifts. You came to us through your immortality, attach us

to the true craft. Give us the power, give us the great understanding.

I draw the magic circle by my baton, and the skull of the deer

on its top starts to light. Oh Moon, the great mother! Protectress

of our destinies and secret intensions. Fly up and light our

deeds by your limpid light. Thrust your sharp rays into the Earth.

We`re absorbing the full-moon power - this is the thirteen Asbath.

Let the blood of the sacrificed flow into your heart. The bowels

in the priestess hands are filled with water - chaos that symbolizes

the Moon and rules by it. Oh, Moon, the great mother, we`re absorbing

your power - this is the thirteen Asbath. Naked our bodies we

gash in the long-lasting dance, goung around the circle repeatedly

against the moving of the sun. The nature is singing and delighting

- we`re celebrating the thirteen Asbath. Marble moon give us

the power. Our bodies are stewing and poison draught is ready.

Our circle is unbreakable, we`re embraced by the only ecstasy.

The wine runs through our veins and our joy is gifted to darkness.

On the mountain tops, on the tops of the trees - everywhere you

look is the Great our Mother - Moon.

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