At the darkest hour
His sinister whisper
Will echo through the woods
Calling to a meeting
At the bowels of the earth
Nightly spirits
Will emerge from the gloom
To join the ceremony
And celebrate his return
Fires of ancient rituals
Will burn the damned dawn
And the poisonous chants of the coven
Will fill the air with curses and abominations
Nightly spirits
Will emerge from the gloom
To join the ceremony
And celebrate his return
In trance-like madness
The naked witches will dance
Around the pile of human bones
They will begin an initiation rite
Where blood sacrifices will be made
To please the ancient ones
The novice must reject
The lamb of the light
And pledge allegiance
Kissing the true God
In the mystical circle
Of the thirteen witches
Where the initiated
Become a mistress of the Devil
Screams of agony, ecstasy and horror
When the chosen one slips
To the Master's throne
And the goat copulates
Baptizing her cursed womb
Granting the power of magick knowledge
Consummating the oath of darkness
Ominous gathering
Of lust and decay
Through the night of sabbath
The witches' moaning reverberate
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Même les plus braves peuvent être frappés par le doute : la musique devient alors le nouveau guide, la catharsis salutaire. One Thousand Years Of The Wolf, seconde démo de Kommodus, est aussi belliqueux que la première. Si elle a été composée pendant une période d'angoisse et d'instabilité mentale, Lepidus Plague, au lieu de serrer les dents, hurle à gorge déployée ("Beyond Hadrian's Wall" est phénoménal pour ça). Les riffs sont impitoyables et ne concède pas de terrain. Bref mais excellent ! Jordan Vauvert