Black Glory 歌词

Purple flames celebrate the new warrior's feats while dry tears take the old triumphs to a silent death The old men's corpses consumes in an obscure dust while the new secret shines in a golden aura Past glories could rejoice only a brief instant Soon the new gloom's birth will wrap the present and the future in a pall of algid fires and glacial quivers No blood is willing to be shed in memory of your sighs No wind will agitate the trees' fronds at sunset The foul insect will suck the virgin infant's pulp The fifth simulacrum's sect will perish under the vibrating echo of the white queen Every sword is unarmed in the presence of the goddess's dagger Every shield is smashed by the young witch The third magic star protects my mental acts The master of the astral fluid illuminates my path.