Mysteriis

Lunae altus splendet aeternus obscuritas regnum nocturnus umbra arcanum ceremoniae Sanguinus ritualis ocultus mysteriis pro vitam et mortem homini fatum Tempus ignis hac anima voluptas libera invocat in somnus corpus possessio Opus demonii in corpus femina libido et mentiri dominus in terra Lugubris lunam funeris silens velata in hora prima nocturnal mortum est.

Nymphs from the dark forest beauty tempter ladies between laughs and sings attract the mortals to the deep forest to make 'em die submerged in the swamps. Whispering maiden spell of seduction how don't fall on knees before so magic beauty before so burning passion. Luxury drowned in the swamps submerged desires forever between mud and roots eternal prision of forgiveness. Nymphs from the dark forest ... betrayers.

Walking through the dense fog it freezes everything around me, I'm searching for the kingdom of the nymphs, the followers of Artemis, goddess of the forest. There is darkness on the road, I only see in the vastness of the sky a full moon sending its clarity through the dark branches of the trees. I'm the dark lord of the full moon... The gloomy silence of that forest is broken with strange cries of lustful spirits coming to meet me. The wolves climb to the summits howling at the moon, meanwhile a whirlwind of seductive nymphs comes to satisfy my morbid desires... Chorus: Ritual sex magic in the forest, the daughters of Artemis around me, they take possession of my body in an orgiastic pleasure!!! Her majesty touches my forehead, she name me dark lord of the full moon and gives me the power and dominion towards all her maidens and beasts. The lustful encounter ends, astral beings leave the place, now I'm alone in my domains entranced by the magical moon shining. Chorus.

Walking between the dense fog that freeze 'til the last corner of the forest, I'm searching the Nymphs domain and her protector Goddess Artemis (Queen of the forest). I make a stop in the road and I look around me, but I don't see any presence only I find in the inmensity of the sky a fullmoon sending me her clarity through the branches of the trees. The nocturnal silence of the forest is broken with strange moans, are nocturnal spirits coming for my soul. While the wolves climb the rocks to howl ate the moon I see the shadows of the spirits that take possession of me and guide me by the forest. I continue penetrating between the trees and I enter in a path where I reach to see the sovereigns of the forest coming to find me. Their wonderful bodies sorrounds me and deliver in me a powerful energy that cauterizes my soul. Immediately the spirits abandon me and I see the Artemis figure near me, while the wolves howl with more intensity. Her majesty touches my forehead and she calls me emperor of shadows in the winter moon, she's giving me the power before all beings in the forest. Artemis and the Nymphs abandon the place, now I'm alone in my domains looking the beautiful bright of the fullmoon that invades my body while the nocturnal spirits dance around me.

Climbing the dark slopes of the mountains, by rough, worn paths, with the only company of the moon, the rest at its summit... the forgotten castle. It was in its glory times stronghold of domination above the crags, proudly waved in its flags the Erzebeth's coat of arms widely feared. Chorus: Csejthe, powerful castle of death, the most pleasant to the Countess Bathory; there she fulfilled her bloodlust and its walls became her dark grave. Damned castle rest in the shadows of those inaccessible peaks, still in its dungeons screams of sacrificed maidens are heard in the night. Csejthe are only ruins, shadows of the past, but its presence has power yet dominating for centuries in Carpathian fields. This is the power of a name... Countess Bathory. And the figure of the bloody countess is seen wandering... pale as the moon walking by its halls... Countess Bathory.

In a darkened room is resting over a pool of blood that she left, her dry veins begins to burn the skin of a naked body, left to die. Now you feel your ears don't hear the veil of death is blinding you, the breath is losing and your soul is flying free ...in the dark. ERZEBET: "My life is your death I'll take a bloodbath to renew my body and enjoy an eternal life while you slowly die in the lonely cell". Drop to drop is bleeding the virginal woman, in her open wounds begins to flow the blood she gave to convert it in the wine of immortality. Tortured and bled she dies her innocence and beauty are dying too, and now she only will be a remembrance that will fade with the mercy of the oblivion the wine of immortality.

When passion burns desire dominates, carnal pleasures invades the mind. Nymphs and Satyrs, incubi, succubi; demons and witches, erotic seduction. Wake the snake, the fire that sleeps in you... Energies converge merging the bodies, fluid mixing its magic and power. Nymphs and Satyrs in erotic games, sacred encounters of lust and seduction.

Nymphs of the dark forest beautiful ladies tempting, between laughs and songs they attract the mortals to the deep forest to make them die submerged in the swamps. Maiden of whispers, a spell of seduction, how don’t fall on knees? by her magical beauty, by her burning passion. Nymphs of the dark forest… Lust drowned in the swamps, submerged desires forever, between mud and roots, eternal prison of forgiveness. Nymphs of the dark forest …betrayers.

Lurking in the dark I see a shinny light is a powerful sphere which is lightening my path. She's my nocturnal princess Oh! Selene is my light in the blackened sky the fullmoon always rise. Delight us her bright sent to influence her childs is the strange effect, the moonlight in our minds. Mother moon, don't forget your childs.