The Return of the Pagan Fullmoon Lyrics

Walking alone under tall immortal trees, through forest subdued to shadows that open their arms to the forsaken one. The black soul invokes night seeking revenge. Through desolate valleys in perpetual silence, the voice of Eriades comes through the nocturnal wind with a message of death. Megea deviless of vengeance, Alceto and Tisiphone are invoked under the winter fullmoon the white hand, monarch of nocturnal sky makes her way breaking with pale dim light and the chalice of blood is dark over a pentagram carved in the land.
Listen to the dryads in the forest, intonating the chant of victory over death. Of those who walk the path of eternity. Over the sea of suffering and pain. Being one with the heart of the beast. Winter opens hands to the ritual of human flesh in profane orgy of death. The dethroned gods are awaken from blasphemies. With the return of the pagan fullmoon.