Shapeless shadows hover under the four paths
To which the dim light of dark candles
Illuminate the eyes of the surrounding darkness
I see myself through the shadows
The pyre of dry branches and old bones
Radiate flamin fury on the axis between the worlds
The silvery light watches over our cries and
Yearnings rhythmic by sacred singing
At the crossroads of blood we await the death merchants
Today, more than lit candles will be our offerings
Oh Death Dealer, be my guide through the shadows of death
To see the path between lucifer's wings
Death Dealer
Death Dealer
Death Dealer
Roars witness the arrival of the ancients
White eyes and stiff bodies
The gnashing of teeth and incomprehensible screams
The hot drink animates the possession of the dead and the living
Tobacco smoke reveals what lies behind the veils
Prepare your slides, as the meat wine will be
The liquor of those who came to meet us
Dance and sing to old drums and obscene songs
Dance and shout
So that an era of slaughter can resonate beyond the stars
At the crossroads of blood we await the death merchants
Today, more than lit candles will be our offerings
Oh Death Dealer, be my guide through the shadows of death
To see the path between the lucifer wings
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Netalak Ocorum Nahash
Aziel, Azazel, Shemyaza, Azza
Netalak Ocorum Nahemoth Naamah
Netalak Ocorum Nahash
Aziel, Azazel, Shemyaza, Azza
Netalak Ocorum Nahemoth Naamah
Obscured by the night cloak
Reveal your secrets to us
Lady of the first bones
Grant us the alchemical nigredo
Netalak Ocorum Nahash
Aziel, Azazel, Shemyaza, Azza
Netalak Ocorum Nahemoth Naamah
Lord of the starless night
Grant us your serene darkness
Sickle bearer
Build us with your sacred mark
In addition to the four doors, we will sail with the blind boatman
Our coins will adorn the bloody offerings
We will leave the merchants of death paid
With the blood of the unworthy and candles will no longer be lit
Death Dealer
Death Dealer
Shapeless shadows hover under the four paths
To which the dim light of dark candles
Illuminate the eyes of the surrounding darkness
I see myself through the shadows
The pyre of dry branches and old bones
Radiate flamingo fury on the axis between the worlds
The silvery light watches over our cries and
Yearnings rhythmic by sacred singing
Dance and sing to old drums and obscene songs
Dance and shout
So that an era of slaughter can resonate beyond the stars
At the crossroads of blood we await the death merchants
Today, more than lit candles will be our offerings
Oh Death Dealer, be my guide through the shadows of death
To see the path between the lucifer wings