In the first nightside eclipse he comes to the land Of thulsa to plant his seeds of hate Under the form of a beast Shine the blue lights of the night Cold drops cover up her flesh and make she feels All the souls that he killed are coming for her cave His irresistible presence makes, makes she feels That ins’t idolatry fall on your knees Fall on your knees in front of him
The awakening
Suffering in cold winds the child is borning, hail! The new master of the wolves, Son of shadow and light Find by sacerdots of thulsa abbey Now he has a home, food and knowledge
Behind the walls strange things begins to happen Sodomy, violence and madness.
