A kigyo felment apahoz a varba Es rafonodott a horkolo apara Es anya atnyult a sotetbe, Miert teveszt Apu a lelegzesben "Ugye nincsen bajod edes?" - Szemmi
A kgy felment aphoz a vrba s rfondott a horkol apra s anya tnylt a sttbe, Mirt tveszt Apu a llegzsben "Ugye nincsen bajod des?" - Szemmi, szemmi - sziszegte
Dancing flames reflect a purple light Dyeing the room with a mysterious stillness Wrapped in the ineoriating haze of the fumed incense We were sitting
What can wait forever isn't dead and in the long run, even death dies. The Ancient were, the Ancient are, the Ancient will be. They walked in this world
Io metto il mio sangue nelle mani di Shaytan La forza che sta nell'essenza degli dei Che crearono il ciclo e la terra Benediccte onnipotenti questo luogo
Impotently at the end of an era we assist As a last rampart we protect the ancient wisdom Our valour multiply our blades But this is not enough Falsehood
Fall low into silence and fill up your mental calix with black substance of nothing Burn 3 blood candles and breath the dense fumes of Gorgio Enter the
Solitary and imposing the sacred tree wait the spirit's circle Night receive the silvery lightning star Take my hand, brother! And give it to a sister
Gorgot Assai Belem. May the Great Portal open to me, my voice thunder in thy name and for the power of the Lords of the Great Frost. The whirling air
The way leading to him is unknown and steep And the bodies rests of those who didn't deserve him make it slippery But it is at the borders of my soul,
I (myself) Esteban son of the dark side, illuminated monarch of the abyss (which is) forgotten by the divine light I'm alive. Ancient now inexistent laws
Through the eyes of the raven I saw the rain falling on the world The entire nature bending Under the vehemence of the furious wind That was the time,
Feel the breeze on my face the icy breath of the Goddess. I raise my hand and touch the illusion. My mind is powerful and my Ego is high as the mountain
Mark your body with the symbol of agony because I am the truth Bend your head and lower your eyes because my light will shine upon you and will burn your
So the vision began And a mighty wind shook the roots of the nine worlds. The great wolf of the night roused And a deep slash cracked open the primordial
The breeze, with its tossing about, speaks of the movements on the water Surface and sends out the shivers. From those waves I will read the future fate
Dark and forgotten the times of these writings Timeless stones shape the walls of this site Arcane and powerful symbols traced on them May the moon lead
It's the night of shabat The plenilune feast Rise from your mortal sleep and let your astral body glide away With the sacred ointment Plunge into the
