Dark Triumph

Primeval god finally returns

Comes a sound of triumph

I hear his voice

A dawn of evil prayer

A raise of million hands

Revelation of our dreams

I open my eyes

I'm into the tomb

Feel a touch of cool

Carry beneath the gates

...and now lucifer comes

Rides on the wings of winds

Opens the gates of ancient towns

Leads us to eternal delight

Among the thousand flames

From dark to black again

His eyes are dark and cold

Like northern frost

And icy breath

Is a wind for the faithful

Bring me there

Where daylight never exists

And people live on gloom

Bring me there

Where I will be free

From god's tyranny