My Soft Vision in Blood - Abigor

So we reached our aim

The replacement of day

The obliteration of the sun

The triumph of the soft moonlight

Mankind reduced so much

How deep my slumber is

You are not the one you think

We are masters — you are slaves

Why weeping?

Why bleeding?

Did you believe in the false god?

I’m laughing

I’m celebrating

I have foreseen my triumph

Now we are divided

But we know our time will come

Than we take our weapons

To stand together as one

Mankind exist to follow

To serve and not to think

We are born of the ancient race

To lead you in total darkness

Counts and lords with black blood

United under the funeral moon

The second wave of darkness

Is to be invocated

Darkness created

Dark age foreseen

The process of freezing

In my soft vision in blood