Текст песни Ancient Wisdom - At the Stone of Ancient Wisdom

I call onto thee, Father of Sin Eyes glowing with the flames of Hell Sulphur-fire burning within I call onto thee, enslaver of light I´m your servant, your tool and son Accept my gift in this Cursed night Father, I give you my blood At the Stone of Ancient Wisdom I give you my blood I call onto thee, bringer of storms Whom will consume the earth Yet your Flame keeps me warm I call onto thee, King of all Kings Oh, Great Dragon, bring me Hell Embrace me with your wings…and blood kept on falling from the blackened sky,mixed with feathers and tears from all those who died A kingdom once filled with joy and warmth, now forever buried beneath the shadow of our Horn-Crowned Master… I call onto thee, Father of Sin Eyes glowing with the flames of Hell Sulphur-fire burning within I call onto thee, enslaver of light I´m your servant, your tool and son Accept my gift in this Cursed night Father, I give you my blood At the Stone of Ancient Wisdom I give you my blood