Night Aeternal 歌词

As I stood in the days of My long forgotten And certain Death Longing for Lost Evenings And the Nightscapes I roamed Towards the clouds, approaching Nothingness A barren waste far in the Skies, Below The Netherealms Where the Jew has forever lain Upon the throne of a god slain By a Black, and rusted old Sword of Legend Stabbed farther into his wounds A ravaged martyr who has assumed A position Of Death Feeding the essence and Anima of Soul Swept into the Vortex of extracting Might Becoming one with Its inner Dimension Where It was used to punish the light I wielded the Sword, Night Aeternal Enemy to all who oppose It I brandished the Sword, Night Aeternal Enemy to all who embrace It Frozen to the Nightshade stuck to My Lips I entrusted this Shell to the shuddering Seas Far warmer than my living breath ensnared Whose dying heartbeats Belonged to the Sword and the Soulless Beneath Enslaving all who dared to unsheathe Its Satanic Wisdom and Malice upon the Realms of Future and Past Feeding the essence and Anima of Soul Swept into the Vortex of extracting Might Becoming one with Its inner Dimension Where It was used to punish the light I wielded the Sword, Night Aeternal Enemy to all who oppose It I brandished the Sword, Night Aeternal Enemy to all who embrace It Frozen to the Nightshade stuck to My Lips I entrusted this Shell to the shuddering Seas Far warmer than my living breath ensnared Whose every heartbeat Belonged to the Sword and the Soulless Beneath Enslaving all who dared to unsheathe Its Satanic Wisdom and Malice upon the Realms of Future and Past In the skies of a Dying Millennium World My Blade sought the lives that It seeked To feed Its Hungry Ego As a Plutonian Tide that would never recede Claiming hundreds and billions of lives And the rest of the world that planned to survive Their "Aeternal" cycles of Death Fallen many lives ago in the Shadows once confined To the Netherealms towards a spirit sheam Of a lost and worthless cause Jehovah marched upon the lands assuming he would triumph over (a) Sword consuming Its Master Who used His Lord well