Lucibel (the Good Spirits Of Europe) Lyrics

Lucibel (the Good Spirits Of Europe) lyrics

Deep flows the stream

Beneath the hills of Occident

Dark as blood
running through ages dim

From beginning ´til the end

In caves and
grottoes spied

Renounced, revered and scryed

By men with dolch and
bell

Roma, Amor; the ill and well

For good spirits of Europe

Men come with staff and scepter alike

With Tafur hordes, on horses
high

Paint the Devil on the wall

Paint it black and paint it
tall

But as Montsegur endures

There will be your light

Oh
Lucibel

And when we shall burn alive

With sulphur crowns shoot up
the sky

Then we shall be your light

Oh Lucibel

Pale is the
horse

Upon which sits merciful fate

Crimson the hooves

To
trample fools beneath its gait

Heretics and warlocks

Their vernal
equinox

Gods suffered not by Rome

Gods men know not

Gods men
forgot

For good spirits of Europe

Men come with cudgel and claymore
alike

With Tafur hordes, on horses high

And it´s not the life
that´s given

But the death that´s taken

When all that we´re
worth is vanguished

Damned and undone

The good spirits of
Europe

Stand with Abraxas behind the sun

We´ll burn in your fire,
Lucibel

Burn through the night, Lucibel

Burn as the sun, Lucibel