Hymn Of The Ancient Misanthropic Spirit Of The Forest Lyrics

Lord Belial Hymn Of The Ancient Misanthropic Spirit Of The Forest

I hover, the moon is full above
 Its silvery shine reflects in the water below
 the night-filled air surrounds me and we two are one
 I smell it with my tongue, this is how I guard my home
 This is the hymn of the ancient misanthropic spirit
 the trees are the audience, they shall forever feed from it
 No man has entered this land and returned to tell about it
 I am the ancient misanthropic spirit of the forest
 Once stigmatised by a sudden beam of light
 a nimbus of hate protected my domain
 the light fought hard but I was strong, so it tried in vain
 cast aside, forever slain, I fed well from its pain
 This is the hymn of the ancient misanthropic spirit
 the trees are the audience, they shall forever feed from it
 No man has entered this land and returned to tell about it
 I am the ancient misanthropic spirit of the forest
 Now in solitude I start to chant my hymn
 a forest greets me, so I dive into its womb
 a friend of theirs has died, I bury it in its tomb
 and then we chant with sorrow, chanting this old tune
 This is the hymn of the ancient misanthropic spirit
 the trees are the audience, they shall forever feed from it
 No man has entered this land and returned to tell about it
 I am the ancient misanthropic spirit of the forest