Crescent Lyrics

Shall hear Infernal thunder, and for lightning see

Black fire and horror shot with equal rage

Admire the twilight fiery sky

Petals floating

Dismay,

That abides the grimness of dusk

Drenches as solace

Vapours hallow the hunting portraied concubines

Banshees...

Nightrise

Crescent

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Among Angels, and the throne itself

Mixt with Tartarean sulphur, and strange fire

In this abhorred deep to utter woe;

Advento crepuscular

Num crescendo sublime

Ophuccus hiss the bane of light

Orpheus's music plays

Blood drenched lire

Crepuscular advent

Amidst Baccus concubines

Song of the Banshee

Voice o' Night

Crescent

And this firmament of Hell should spout her catarats of fire

Impendent horrors, threat'ning hideous fall

Breathe Ambrosial odours and Ambrosial flowers

Hidden lustre, Gems and Gold;

"From whence deep thunder roar must'ring their rage,

And Heav'n resembles Hell?" John Milton

As when from mountain tops the dusky clouds

Ascending, while the North wind sleeps, o'erspread

Scowls o'er the dark'n'd landscape

"Of four Infernal rivers that disgorge

Into the burning lake their baleful streams;

Abhorred Styx the flood of dreadly hate, In Tha Umbra - Crescent - http://motolyrics.com/in-tha-umbra/crescent-lyrics.html

Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;

Cocytis, nam'd of lamentation loud

Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon

Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage." John Milton

Scowls o'er the dark'n'd landscape

Medusa with gorgorian terror guards

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"Where all life dies, Death lives, and Nature breeds,

Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things;

Abominable, inutterable and worse

Than Fables yet have feign'd, or fear conceiv'd,

Gorgons and Hydras, and Chimeras dire." John Milton

Follow the Night-Hag

Hecate, goddess of witchcraft

Amidst Baccus concubines

Song of the Banshee

Voice o' Night

Crescent

... and Death

Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile...

Where eldest Night

And Chaos, Ancestors of Nature, hold

Of neither Sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire,

But all these in their pregnant causes mixt

When Bellona storms

With all her battering engines bent to raze

Nightrise

Rush

Crescent

Crescent advent enthron'd

Sat Sable-vested Night, eldest of things,

Descend oh darkness descend

Rush

Nightrise crescent