Arcane Grail - Frightful Night Of Revenge Lyrics

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[Verses by Demether; music by Eugen]

Every fullmoon blood begins to run through sinews of the greatest king of Goths

He wakes up angry going spread the death around for the famous glory of his own God

Great malice lighteth bloody eyes, the frightful pain will scream insight

He'll right through time revenge be sweet, his bones have crushed but soul can't die

His time has come he'll she'd the blood of thousands slain by his succinite brand

From the cemetery of silence, from the cemetery of death

King will ride to cruel future he has found a living path

No one angel takes a risk to show his face before the king

Even Gorgon's pale before him, he's afraid his magic ring

The King withdraws the wargs from their subterranean graves,

He harnesseth the chariot and summoneth the ghouls

But spirit of the death whispereth him that they couldn't raise

The dead Goth decide to resort to the secrecies of blooms

And then suddenly...

Saliva of the Great Wolf-leader

Waters the mould of cemetery's tombs

Corpses dwell by this nature of fear

And coming from their loved riven wombs

In the center of the graveyard servants of demons are gathering

The king-ghost organized the significant council

Recall of avenge mournfully sounding on his lifeless lips

He tempteth corses by the fresh human blood,

After that the king stood the forces on their bony knees

And makes them pray for almighty Phoebe, the goddess of moon and flood

"And the countenance of the luna smiles back!"

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Elimer, the founder of Grüth was sworn enemy of Goths

And the king on his deathbed takes an oath to destroy the walls

Of the settlement of the own enemy's despicable posterity

And later the centuries he'll exhaust the mission of his destiny

[Germanareh screams in darkness:]

"My succinite sword shall slaughter thee,

Thy cattle, christian village & tribe

And certainly thy damned seed"

"If you found the reign of darkness,

You will find a sentry lee!"

Hitherto unbloodied umbrae of gothic warriors arose the swords above their heads and hailed:

"Vivat Rex!"

And glorious King's throwing up his hand crowned by firmament's stars

Only his formidable aspect inspireth the awe in souls of arch

And sepulchral obscurity filleth the hearts

Germanareh leads his troops of ghouls in the name of dark

Great warriors expires in the nocturnal sky it's blood-curdling howl,

Rotting roots of ancient trees begin to moaning under dreadful army's march

And endless forest covered by odour of death in the bloodshot Devil's bowl

Wicked spirits stand at the edge of the forest

Their caddish glance lowered on the dell

The neighbourhood reddened by flames of hearth

In the next instant the horde from Hell

Darting off to the village and

Their "holy" path was deified by argent-gleamy moon

A succinite sword glares in the King's hand

The ghouls fell from welkin I' th' hazing gloom

Their attack was unexpected, people couldn't hide in dwellings

So men have to fight for freedom, for their lives against the Evil

Ghosts have burned so many houses that the murk have turned to bright light

Fearful thunder have announced the beginning of the Great Fight

Bloody rivers flew from high hills irrigating soil of graveyard

All the soldiers fought in battle for the fame of Germanareh

They will sacrifice their bodies 'cause they serve to Devil's main guard

He's the chosen one of spirits and he knows he'll be their monarch

Hundred men have died in moment tho' they fought in rage and courage

Women, children and the elders run to church for the salvation

They believe in their Ransomer which hath always helped in troubles

Ghosts have charred the shrine with people, - there came a suffocation

The antiquity of the precious cathedral's walls begin to decay

Under the yoke of unbearable Death's shout

And thrusts by spirits' swords, but the Holy Ghost can't betray

The christians of Grüth and their souls to be proud

... but only death they found!

Ghouls have stormed the church all night

Women have defended children

Earth felt beams of divine light

Felon schemes of ghouls have crumbled

Took away the corses underneath the bed of graveyard

They began to feast glorifying their valour

(Gothic tales of Schwarswald preserves this appalling night unblemished: expression of demons' eyes, their armour and sudden evaporation with first rays of the dawn).

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