No mortal Soul ever shall feel Wisdomdrenched Secrets hidden under my Veil Through the darkest Portal ever built I will guard Thee to the fifteen Stars under Ishtars Gate For I am all that was, is and shall be Weeping, creeping, Death is sleeping Mysteries of a World beyond Shall bring Thee back to Life As on Khaos Wings we ride In this Black Magick Night Created before all Mankind Fire and Spirit in me unite With the Wilt to Infinity By the Powers from the East And Mysteries of the Deep I command in Anubis Names Thou shalt arise! Der Tod kommt auf leisen Schwingen In these ancient Funeral Chambers I cast my Spells upon those Seekers of Immortality Now let us dwell in the Land of Shadows As on Khaos Wings we ride In this Black Magick Night Death rides on silent Wings By the Powers from the East And Mysteries of the Deep I command in Anubis Names Thou shalt arise! Der Tod kommt auf leisen Schwingen Die to arise! Welcome to Spheres Beyond Mirrors of Blackness
leisen, schwingen, kommt, khaos, tod