Mondaufgang

Ascendancy beckons
As shards of silver haunt the horizon
The enemy sun makes its exit
Arise, silver leviathan
The timeless ethic
We praise and chant through the years
Oh great silver eye
Through winter clouds it appears

Black is the sea
A new beginning
An ancient line
Unbroken tradition

In moonlit confessions
The cult assembles along the coast
The starlight ablaze
Across oceans of darkness far above
The principal motive
The secret arts of nocturnal service
Salt in the air

Cold is the air
Gathered together
Sky-ghost rises
Cult-voices soaring



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Williamson
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