Текст песни Beyond the Witching Hour - Ruins of Elysium

All hallows Eve!
All hallows Lilith!
All hallows Me!

To crush and curse this gaunt society
How dare you call our lore bedight?
Blind pig of hostile fraternity
Hateful and hypocritical are your tools of persuasion
Filthy colonnades holding salvation
I reign, brazen and immaculate

My thirst, quenched in puritan blood
Benighted in a copious magic birth, fruitful as my womb
Our reaver legacy draws your midnight tomb
Ashes blighted our faces but
I am prolific as the goddess of fertility
Ancients, bless me bequеathing me thy sanctity
I will be burned as thе devil's whore
All hallows Eve!
All hallows Lilith!
All hallows Me!

And as sacrifices shall be done
In our craft there is no right or wrong
Rise, Chernobog!
Godforsaken festivity
Extol laws of the cosmic energy
Let our celebration be held in this wintery
All hallows eve

Men will drive in pride an empty hearse
While we feast, men and beast, alike
In Walpurgis Night's zenith we bask
Over the debris of your palaces
We will invoke our paradise

Unhinged by the fright of our mere glimmer
Your city burns, bent to our revenge
After centuries of torture
Your inquisition was in vain
Write the story your ancestors never told
They were true desecrators in their gist
We will live over the Hammer of the Witches

Men will drive in pride an empty hearse
While we feast, men and beast, alike
In Walpurgis Night's zenith we bask
Glorious, those tasked to rid the world of the ecclesiastic mask
Over the debris of your palaces