Funeral Procession When Moonshine Is The Only Light
When Moonshine is the only Light
And Angels Fall From Heavens High
Crimson Clad is the ground of earth
Embrace of Lunar Holocaust
By The Night
Spells Are Cast From The Moon
The Wolf is howling at the moon
For he sings darkest litany
The blood still warm on his muzzle
As his kin devour the sun
The last mourns silence, fade away
Lord Frost takes Eden to her subzero days...
By The Night
Spells Are Cast From The Moon
Wolfish Souls enflame my heart
On the sea spellcast ghosts are dancing
Dance The Death of Mortal Souls
As Lunar Rays Reflect on the Surface
Of Waters Where Angels Once were drown
Moonshine...
Welcome The Dark Aeon
