Audioteca

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.

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.

Desde las comunas guerreros sin coraza descienden de los barrios con furia de batalla. Sin temor enfrentan sociedad y religión, guerra y barbarie dominan la nación. Chorus: Ríos de sangre, violencia en las calles. Humanos torturados, legado del pasado. Tortura, barbarie, muerte, Metal Medallo. Sistema, religión, aniquilación, Metal Medallo. Empuñando sus hachas y martillos de batalla, esquivando las balas y restos de metralla. Guerreros que surgen, invaden la ciudad, demonios que rugen, rebeldes sin piedad. Chorus. Campos de muerte, hedor pestilente, bombas, masacres, ¡tormento latente!

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.

Ominous, dark, majestic forest, plenty of nocturnal creatures; they live in the deeps and dance together with the conspiracy of the wind. This is the same forest of our ancestors, where the knowledge is hidden and the wizard gets the essence of their black magic and spells. Chorus: Winter forest - keeper of insanity, realm of obscurity, Artemis' domain, the goblins dwell the woods under the power of the full moon. Occult and cold enchanted forest, lightened by the majestic moon, in the dark winter nights its power is bigger. A lonely wolf howled in a cliff and the forest heard ist call, slowly faded in the wind through the immensity of the dark night.