Watain - Antikrists Mirakel (Bonus Track)

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Watain - Antikrists Mirakel (Bonus Track) From The Album “Trident Wolf Eclipse” 2018

Lyrics:

The Miracles of Antichrist

Dark was death, it came clad in dust out of the time factory's steel,
Out of the firmament's empty cathedral, ever marching towards
The briny wild sea of nothingness beyond thought and word, behind
Flesh and blood winds howl, whose creators are the breaths
Of the swallowing abysses, in which secrets lie sternly
Glimmering, eternally hidden from the man-beast's wandering gaze
And its flickering torches don't penetrate down under the dust1 of the grave,
Ever yearning in hopeless hope for the guidance of the will-o'-the-wisps,
For there certainly is something beyond the mountain and
The flowers and the song, in truth beyond the stars, wild
And eternal is the longing to go where the shroud of the night over
Burning hearts refreshingly whisper the worried to eternal
Sleep and the night shepherds' ghostly song which the mad shall
Follow like the veils of the sulfur smoke in bloody tears and despair

For hidden things that have been sacrificed at midnight shall be
Forgotten and their spirits haunt the newly sown earth's
Billowing roots, meandering in the child's dreams of
Burning wilderness, where souls are devoted to the
Wide open venomous jaws of the abyss, against the hell gates of which even the animals
Shall kneel at the places of slaughter in the outer
Back country, decomposing in prayer, for strange are the
Powers that play their game in haunted graveyard soil, and
Ancient in their bottomlessness, anchored in the deepest shafts
Of the realm of the dead, through veins and limbs wandering about on the
Winding road towards annihilation, along which skulls
Hang like lures outside the whorehouses drowned in the alarm
From the endless destruction of the universe, booming out into
The darkness of eternity, until the night is lit by a
Ghostly sheen that spread through the valley like a forest fire and
From its midst a rock protruded towards the sky, a mountain of
Unknown root, a towering shadow from an unholy place, carrying the
Fire of retribution thus the destroying angel shall come...

From iron port to ashen shore, the land masses move on
Towards the end, trembling like an eternal earthquake, hastening
Towards the precipice out of longing, beneath a bled out moon
Pale as angel corpses they pass among thorns, towards a
Furiously flaming horizon, over the meadows of failed crops
It shall shine upon a stinking idol erected to
Fertilize the old world's soul, so let the blessed bear witness of
The miracles of the Lord Antichrist and the glories of the ruinous powers when
Unknown celestial bodies form omens around the black abscess
Of the heart, boiling with the rage of the blood of fettered
Beasts whose time soon will come, when the shimmer
Of the illusions and the light of vanity are obscured by
The black angel wings' vast embrace
Destroyed in the realm of the future, where slaves are baptized in the
Blood of their masters in the light of torches, where horned
Shadows dance in the dense fog on the muddy graves of the
Saints and the wolf is running loose in brilliant snow, where vengeance is
Sweet and each breath counts that's where I'm bound