Текст песне : Aura Noir. Black Deluge Night.
Boiling deluge sweeps the landscape
Seething waters rush
Elegant wave of devastation
Erects the plunge upon life
We enshrine this glorious black deluge nights
Their pulse in fear is high
We arise, then flee back through the gates of hell
As tyrants we escape from sights
Bereft of air the earth trembles wide
Cracks all mountains high
Soaring demons now swarm the skies
In awe and heretic pride
Black and vast in form and essence
The host of wretchedness within
Every holy aspect withers
As angels pave the way to sin
We escape this glorious black deluge night
Our pagan pulses blessed
We caress the inner ovens sheer delights
Of the earth that melts away
The filth of our minds awaits you now
It'll haunt you in heaven's hell
The praise of man has now turned to spells
Legions of the night
Come on
We enshrine this glorious black deluge nights
Their pulse in fear is high
We arise, then flee back through the gates of hell
As tyrants we escape from sights
Bereft of air the earth trembles wide
Cracks all mountains high
Soaring demons now swarm the skies
In awe and heretic pride
Seething waters rush
Elegant wave of devastation
Erects the plunge upon life
We enshrine this glorious black deluge nights
Their pulse in fear is high
We arise, then flee back through the gates of hell
As tyrants we escape from sights
Bereft of air the earth trembles wide
Cracks all mountains high
Soaring demons now swarm the skies
In awe and heretic pride
Black and vast in form and essence
The host of wretchedness within
Every holy aspect withers
As angels pave the way to sin
We escape this glorious black deluge night
Our pagan pulses blessed
We caress the inner ovens sheer delights
Of the earth that melts away
The filth of our minds awaits you now
It'll haunt you in heaven's hell
The praise of man has now turned to spells
Legions of the night
Come on
We enshrine this glorious black deluge nights
Their pulse in fear is high
We arise, then flee back through the gates of hell
As tyrants we escape from sights
Bereft of air the earth trembles wide
Cracks all mountains high
Soaring demons now swarm the skies
In awe and heretic pride
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