![]() ![]() Winter moonlight gleams through crooked boughs, The icy caress of night entwines the eon-veiled Obsidian Tower, The whisperings of ancient tongues are borne upon the winds, Dark time-lost spells hold the key to the frost veiled Gate of the Black Moon. Shimmers of black in the massing dark, Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue, The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak, My soul encased in antediluvian steel, The shades of pallid night descend, To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls, Enshrined in ice and witches' spells, And silence falls on the marble walls. By the eldritch glow of black moonfire, The forst-shrouded trees whisper of silent paths, Brooding shades rise forth from the night-dark sea, A black tide of fiends erupts from the ebon gate. Shimmers of black in the massing dark, Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue, The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak, My soul encased in antediluvian steel, The shades of pallid night descend, To the ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls, Enshrined in ice and witches' spells, And silence falls on the marble walls. ![]() As a black moon broods over Lemuria, Ebon witchfire enshrouds the gleaming citadels, Sinistrous shadows rise from the vaults of the dreaming elder gods, Ophidian eyes glimmer through the icy whispering moon-mist. Bal-Sagoth - A Black Moon Broods Over Leumriaĭark baleful shades astride the mystic heath, Old land's enchantments, wolf-eyes agleam, The moon slips 'neath the darkening sea, The trees sing enthralling chants as the old gods dream. ![]()
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