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作词 : Caligula, Lord Ahriman

Long have I waited, and long have I lain here alone

Cold and starving in the dark

Moment by moment I am drifting closer

To the land of the dead

An incessant noise echoes in my skull

It twines and vibrates down my spine

Fanning out to the raw endings of my nerves

The noise grows louder, its source looming closer

In a tightening spiral

The center cannot hold, things fall apart

It takes all the strength I have just to open my eyes

Is this really what dying feels like?

Ritual begins when the moon are at crest

And I call for the ancients to guide me through the gates

The silver-moon white blade so cold against my skin

And the warm crimson blood glistening in the dark

I am sealed in my own tomb

After nine days of fast

The ritual will begin, long and painful it will be

And most likely I will not come out alive...

But I made up my mind

There is no turning back now

The utter destruction of light

The end of my life

Ritual begins when the moon are at crest

And I call for the ancients to guide me through the gates

The silver-moon white blade so cold against my skin

And the warm crimson blood glistening in the dark

I have formed my intentions

The shadows gather, thickening the air

I submit myself to the darkness

And I throw myself into the abyss

Ritual begins

Is this really what dying feels like?

Ritual begins when the moon are at crest

And I call for the ancients to guide me through the gates

The silver-moon white blade so cold against my skin

And the warm crimson blood glistening in the dark

I have formed my intentions

The shadows gather, thickening the air

I submit myself to the darkness

And I throw myself into the abyss

I offer thee, my flesh and blood

Guide me through the gates

Grant to me, eternal life

The ultimate sacrifice