Lyrics - Her Ebony Slumber by Ancient Ceremony

Night has covered the
Forest with a solemn
Mantle,
I again visit
Her
Grave(
May
Her
Murderers hear our
Threat:)"
Though
Thy
Slumber may be deep
Thy weak
Spirit shall not sleepand forever
Thou shall dwellin the ominous
Fire of this
Spell.
To
Thee lovely
Night shall denyall the
Quiet of
Her
Sky"
The
North -
Wind is raging through the
Treesand touches roaring the crystalline
Seas
The
Moon looks round in sweet
Delightin this pure
Mood
I invoke my
Bride:"
Thus charming as
Thy
Beauty artthus bloody shall my
Wrath them part
Oh, golden
Strings of
Ecstasyencharm us with
Thy
Melody!
So that a
Shape of
Her may riseand our wild
Passion never dies"
A dazzling
Light spawns out a
Vision of my
Dearest:"
Understand these
Oracle -
Words of mineand our
Embrace shall be divine
When
Skies will be fired with
Crimson
Cloudall shall be
Witness of me enshroud!"

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