Текст песни: Nokturnal Mortum - To the Gates Of Blasphemous Fire



(Music: Knjaz Varggoth; Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth)



The day is (always) going away and (the) night covers the children

of coldness and darkness by it`s screen. The frozen flame (in)

wrath tears the letters... The thirst is free and the rivers

of blood flow to the unknown. Death opens it`s gates and the

victims fall down to its scarlet lake. The ancient cults of blood

that give the pleasure to the children of the nightmares and

cruel reality. The awesome castle stands where the flesh is worth

a life; the blood and the rage unleashed by the master of the

night inside. The star drops down its light through the gallow

loop, as nightflower grows in the appointed place. One who tasted

its bitterness will get immortality, and the master will dip

him into the stormy waters of blood and chaos. The moon drops

down the tears of light weeping for the great forests. Its gladness

is expressed in these drops of silence and paradoxical eminence.

Ancient master! Give the power to the children of nightmares

and take their gifts. And they`ll come to your gates (that are)

widely opened for them...power, eminence, immortality, blood,

death and chaos. The castle! The great castle! The shelter for

the ones who eternally search and find chaos. In it those who

give the true history to the world and take the stillness from

it... We are on our road. The blood is flowing, the heaven is

on fire, we are awaited by chaos...to the gates of blasphemous

fire!

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(Music: Knjaz Varggoth; Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth)



The day is (always) going away and (the) night covers the children

of coldness and darkness by it`s screen. The frozen flame (in)

wrath tears the letters... The thirst is free and the rivers

of blood flow to the unknown. Death opens it`s gates and the

victims fall down to its scarlet lake. The ancient cults of blood

that give the pleasure to the children of the nightmares and

cruel reality. The awesome castle stands where the flesh is worth

a life; the blood and the rage unleashed by the master of the

night inside. The star drops down its light through the gallow

loop, as nightflower grows in the appointed place. One who tasted

its bitterness will get immortality, and the master will dip

him into the stormy waters of blood and chaos. The moon drops

down the tears of light weeping for the great forests. Its gladness

is expressed in these drops of silence and paradoxical eminence.

Ancient master! Give the power to the children of nightmares

and take their gifts. And they`ll come to your gates (that are)

widely opened for them...power, eminence, immortality, blood,

death and chaos. The castle! The great castle! The shelter for

the ones who eternally search and find chaos. In it those who

give the true history to the world and take the stillness from

it... We are on our road. The blood is flowing, the heaven is

on fire, we are awaited by chaos...to the gates of blasphemous

fire!

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