Akhera Goiti – Akhera Beiti (one Black Opalith For Tomorrow) – A Call For Arms – letras

Between the sunset’s bloodstained veil,Thy horned prospect reflects on me.The he-goat above – The she-goat belowCried through beads of mirrored tearsIt fills the air! – It fills the air!An atmosphere that hath no key.I’m disguised by the kindle of nite and I can fill your liquid, glass heartGrasp your cold-shaded breath and whisper the sign of the hidded stoneI’m in the circle and I am the shell that granted you the horns of All-BegetterA fixed, startless vision and a sullen fabrication cursed the Sun of which our lustful ways are performed.Half of me is all of herHath no shower; hath no solHalf of me is all of herHath no shower; hath no solHalf of me is all of herHath no shower; hath no solAkhera-goitiAkhera-beitiFantasies I realizedDance of thorns, I thriveFor below the great abyss is a virtue contained in itself. »We shall eagerly expect one black opalith for tomorrow. »