Текст песни Alastor Sanguinary Embryo - The Four In UnОsono

Lord of the rising spirit of solitude, Take my hands from this floor, awake me from now. I am your image reflected on man between Capricornian and Cancer degrees, I am the one called "Four Masters" who sings at the twilight of dawn. "Into the great infinities they surround my every weak sense, as my body converts itself in the unholiest temple". Spawned to birth I'm now to ascend to claim glories always of my own. My spirit was never alone; my future was always to crown. I have at my left and my right speed of magic and all demons' wise At my front the force of battalions and behind the power to fly. "And so, from the first to the fourth, the gods of the middle lands started the fusion of their so mentioned knowledge with my totally entered soul, it was happening in me within the most perfect choral performance I ever heard. I'm forever son of the four in unique sound". This way I am one, we all made the star of pagan ritual, To fulfill completion of darkness I must know listen to their light... The Curse of the Animals: Then The Jaguar Starts To Speak, Powerful Disciples Listen To Me!, Don't Harm Any Child Or Beast In Vain, Don't Spell On Others Nor Give Useless Pain. Look For Knowledge Look For Wisdom! Or Everyone Wilt Be Inside A Prison, The Snake Spoke And Perverted Thee, Watch My Commands And God Will Be Me. The Buffalo His Counsel Starts, Destroy Thy Enemy Before It Attacks, Don't Limit Thyself To Frontiers, Obey My Command, Armored Thou Art, I'm The Master Of Day And Night, The Sword Of Knowledge Have I And The Almighty Book, Old Wise Condor, Now I Shall Rise!. The Stars That Art Above Follow Their Path, Follow Their Road. Refuse All Leaders Teachings And Thoughts The Ones Who Speak Something They Do Not Know. Those Who There Oppose Us In Them The Spell Wilt Be Down To An Infinity of Blindness Befall Because They Hath Refused The One. I am the lord of darkness who spits the shine with words and cleanses souls of lovers with the romance, lute of my tribune. The Light in the Sky of yours, Of Course It Is me Voyaging in turmoil as souls in the transcending. The weave that continuously paints in my skin now of gold will permeate in the hearts and minds. Following my steps they are now but in glorious ends of this melХdica. I have that mind enforced with those powers I am that star that fulfils my thirst for growing. I am he, I am she, and I'm the all four singing at the twilight. At midnight I stand to conquer other lands in my very own name, vengeance, Cruel; But superb the way I complete darkness Emitting all my light up to the sky To let my own domain of warming spheres Rule over the worlds of all mankind Oh my Magic.