Arthemesia Ancestor Of Magic Lyrics

Ancestor Of Magic Lyrics

[chorus:]

"Summoned by the Ancestor of Magick 

in the Atmosphere of
Misanthropy. 

The Cult of the Flaming Wind, 

the Myth of the Mystic
Mind." 

When the Wind Blows in the Dark, 

Listen to it's Feast on
the Crying Land. 

When the Wind is Cold and Freezes from the North, 

Behold It's Call to come Forth. 

Behold It's Call to come Forth!!! 

Eternal Shape of Khaos, 

It`s Element in Caressing Universe. 

Thousand Coloured "Wings", 

the Shadows on the Roof of an (En)Trance.


Hidden in Obscurity and Past 

are the Hands of the Creator Lost,


but in the Darkness, there is 

the Knowledge of that Origin. 

Never see the Rising Sun, 

`cause it Reveals the Truth. 

[chorus:]

The Evil Whip in It`s Tongue 

and the Smiling Red Eyes
of HORROR. 

Dying, all Them and Others too, then DEAD, 

Summoned by
the Ancestor of Magick! 

[chorus:]

DYING!!!