I enter the world of my forefathers
I initiate into the secrets of the forgotten Europa
I hear the clatter of the swords
I hear the voice of war
I live between them
I become an ancient hero of the battle

I hear the voice of Leonidas, standing in the Thermopylae
I at

As the Caesar arrives
The prestige of authority, of duty, of honor
... And the end of rottenness, returns

With their armies they give the battle
For the domination of mother earth
The society of power gives way to rotten

The man assaults
Pure and irresistible,

On a chariot with wings I move on and observe
Distant visitors, bright meteorites
Indefinite pleasures, pure tranquility
Blessed with excess, hallowed to create.

Alchemy, ancient knowledge
Magnetized by orbit bewitched by sight.
The bright light blinds my face
Betwe

Our way is long, rough and painful
The prime mover is our love for our blood
For our land and our civilization
Our hatred is abyssic, endlessly furious
For what harmed and continues to harm the three
Sons of our existence

We are prepared to be ruthless
Towards every

The God's return incarnated in the new man
With sight that knows to despise and to love
With flaming sword that destroy and creates
A form serene and severe

Let us place our lives under eternity
To transform them into a life divine and everlasting
Be it so that death me

We will come a night when even these stars are extinguished Darkness will prevail in your hearts And you won't know if you are dead or alive But we will come, bringing thousand stars, our souls And a

Polemos!!!
A man hides, changes names... . and He attacks
Bright, strong:cuts through the dark
In black holes, in distant dimensions He invades
For the dark night, for Unique moments.

The dawn breaks golden, the war gets stronger
I look for You, I ask for You, I scream

The churches may decide what will happen to man in the other world
In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide for our people

Mentally deficient, full of bluntness say:
"Blessed are the poor in spirit..."

Wouldn't it be nice,
If they all went to their paradise

I am Faethon, the one
My father is Helios
Sworn to the Styx
The river of the gods
And let me feel
The sky with my shine

The gates of the sunrise
With red color shine
And the dawn has opened the palaces
... And the dawn has paled

Everything is

A metaphysic idealism
Is the creation of a new man
A new form of civilization
Aiming at the achievement of physical
And artistic excellence

With courage and boldness
We will overcome the past
We will evolve a new civilization
Where man shall be a wholeness

Defused light, expressed in discrimination of hours
And the harmony of the seasons...

...You are the one Who brings, yet destroys, the dark mist!
One temporary Spring meets the rain and snow
And death becomes a frozen cloud in the Sky.
We are looking for the faded path of o

Elasipe, mastigi ligiri:tetraoron arma diokon
Klithi makar Helie, Panderkes exon Aeonion oma !

Bright rays of enlightened knowledge
Cross the kingdom of Rhodos to the right side of Zeus
World master Iketis, Crimson you have stood
From within the gleaming battles of Maiandro

Hellas!
Fire at Hesperus is burning
And the blade cuts deep the flesh
Where the fools command the land
Fire at the land of Ira.

Ancient Prophecy sees the light
Demonic, Hellenic Pure cult
The warrior who escaped from Hades,
revenge in Darkness of Legends.

I draft the meaning of the word of life and history
I am the son of mother wisdom
The essence of the secrets of the mind
That mutined the folks out of oblivion
To give meaning to their ideals
And knowledge on the years of their ancestors

I am the description of history<

Man above time,
Identified with the present sun
Throwing relentlessly - the light on us
From all the dawns - of the past
Throwing a shine in the increasing darkness of our times

Brahma, Visnon, Siva
Existence, preserver, the destroyer
The last important man
Stig

Hear my Sword
...in the Making
Of my Spell
Literally
Damkuna, Iftraga
Sheb Nigurepur, Dafast
The World's Tragedy, Is Served at My Feast

On the day of my final sacrifice
the chilling steel open my veins
Blood stains my skin
Silver chalice must be filled...

Drinking the poisoned blood
I enter my shadowed coffin
Two goathorns in my hands
I raise my arms and close my eyes
to receive the infernal hai

Yes the battleships shall blaze once more
The thunders of our revival shall crack once more

Through the giant cannons of our battleships
Our troops will storm once more
Unto the south and unto the north
We'll crush the enemy and establish the new order

The time has co

On this long night I shall speak to the dead, the living and the unborn
On this night, when the torches of time will bond them all

Mystic land of fathers in communion with you
To the honored dead I shall speak first
I see your electrified shade and greet thee
I worship you

Which is the best Glory for you
Than to be laurel crowned in battle?
But how much greater is the glory
When you conquer the field of battle
An immortal crown?

Being killed you will have the Elysian Fields
The triumphant will rule over the earth
For that rise determi