Ancient Rebirth As He Rides The Nocturnal Skies
I rode to see the twilight to welcome the dark Awaiting the sky to reflect the colour of my inner The night is breeding harmony of evil Confirms the existence of 'the horned one' The night is breeding power to my soul What other people fear is my virtue Then so subconscious he finally arrived Destroyer of the light The master of the night As he rides the nocturnal skies The angels hide in fear Cause of his evil (ness) In my eyes the night became his mantle The one breeding harmony of evil The one breeding power to my soul The one that almighty of the night
