Текст песни: Of carnage and gathering of the wolves + перевод

I can’t remember…

The wolves are gathering,

the stars are shifting…

come, join us in the hunt.

What arboreal augury be this?

Has the Realm Verdant at last seen the countenance

of the scourge born of prophecy?

What is thy scheme, Zyl-Zyn-Horhuz?

Who are you, wanderer?

I have the scent…

Gaze into the mists…

feel the earth thawing beneath your feet.

Come, bring down the prey.

The wolves are gathering,

The stars are shifting,

This spectre at the feast,

This nectar of the vine.

Look at the power you possess…

See the might which you wield!

You know who you are, do you not?

Yes, I am the scythe in the field at summer,

I am the thunder that awakens the earth,

I am that which gives the night air its chill.

Who are you, wanderer?

I am far beyond the ken of men…

my gaze shall make the night tremble!

So dour a mien, let all night’s fulgors flame.

Behold, the ghost of a king as yet unborn!

He is the scourge, the thanatos, the cleansing fire, the purifying storm…

he is the cataclysm given corporeal form!

Be wary that your progeny does not consume thee,

Zyl-Zyn-Horhuz… the Voice of the Night!

Who are you, my son?

Father… I am annihilation incarnate!

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