Opera IX Strix - Maledictae In Aeternum 1. Strix The Prologue Efu nel 1313 che si accesero I primi roghi della follia L'Antica stregoneria fu celata nel profondo delle foreste E mai cancellata dal tempo trasmessa nell'animo Die figli dell'oscura Arte 2. 1313 (Eradicate The False Idols) Coprse god of the dead followers Enslave and use me as a holy hammer To destroy the ancient cults and all the fools that don't believe in thee I shall obey on thy commands Frightened and terrorized by my sin Breathe through my imperfect tongue Burn all the ones that will try to deny the holy path God against life Gos against all Tu solus dominus. Pater! Let us prey in thy name to eradicate satan He who shines in thy reflected light Let us reign on earth as thee in heaven and hell With tortures and crimes With great sufferings Gratus tibi sum magna tua Gloria We'll bring horror in the sign of peace A dead body nailed to the cross Example and symbol of intolerance to follow Let darkness falls on earth Let our fires and chants resound in this valley of tears We will bring your reign to those pagans In hatred and forgiveness... in blood In blood, blood and redemption They will desire to die They will seek for a rapid death in thy name Laudatus sit qui venit in nomine tuo Burn then to clean their aims Burn! Witch! Burn! Because life is not here but after death! 3. Dead Tree Ballad Slowly and inexorable I turn into ashes I cannot turn back the time has come Cicle of stars will be forgotten with my departure My time is at the end After glorious and great times From my childhood to my maturity I became strong with the blood of the sacrificed I became with the powerful with the knowledge of the Ancients Yggdrasil, Irminsul were my names a symbol of the unity Between earth and sky I pillar of the world now forgotten and persecuted No more dances! No more offerings! No more gods! Only wood, dead wood! I was strong with blood and sacrifices I was powerful with the knowledge of the ancient cults After glorious passed centuries the link is broken now And you'll wash your hands in ashes Our link is broken, be free and die as I'll be your tomb Dead! Woden! Coffin! For mankind! You! Cruel! Man! Die! 4. Vox In Rama (Part 1) I spoke to thee my son Follow my will I spoke to thee my slayer Be my arm I spoke to thee my slave Obey for the eternal life You have to elimninate all those who don't practice my preaches You have to bring them salvation through flames and fear Fiat voluntas tua sic in caelo et in terra I had the revelation because I represent him on earth He wants you to kill in my name For His glory, for centuries to come In nomine patre filius et spiritu morits 5. Vox In Rama (Part 2) Abomination to impose the only truth and the only law Chains and sufferings for the absolution to die in peace Maledicti in aeternum sic in caelo et in terra I spoke you have to act I'm the god's mouth Through my lips you have the only truth and the truth is love Love through tortures to mound those who don't recognize my name My angels will burn and kill with strength and perseveration And we will spread his word on a path of broken bones 6. Mandragora The village sleeps and all in silent in the dark night No dogs and the cockrel hasn't sung to break the spell Spirits of the wind, you are silent too The stranger rocks on the tree in his cradle of death Three drops of his blood fall on the dark lands Caressed by the shadows and protected by the moon They have brought the great dame into our realm Silver is the path, that leads to the silent woods And three lone women walk praying and singing ancient liturgy Three low flames dance in the night Saint sacred and cursed because a spell of love and hatred will be cast Milk and honey will be offered to the ancient motherland the witches Letting down their long hair sing their virginity to the moon Only the spirits have eyes for them only the ancients can feed On their nude and sculptured bodies that dance in the darkness The damp leaves stroke the hand of the lady of the witches She who is rendered magic and potent with the oil She is the lady of flight, she is the Mandragora In the flash of lightning that cuts the darkness The great dame is pulled for the earth, root that brings visions Love and hate, she's the Mandragora, queen of the sabba Bodies jerk in the frenetic dance, to the sound of screams from the infernal realm The earth shakes and the witches sing, in honour of the goddess and the dark roots She is the Mandragora that consecrates this great rite 7. Eyes In The Well Dark water from the earth doors to the underworld Magical portal without return Home for spirits guardian and demons They live there where no one can pass Evil spirits with damned eyes The eyes of the well Glimmering and charming they hide the beauty of death inside Don't look into the well or you'll fall down Don't look into the well or you'll lost your aim Fashinated by the deep you'll become possessed by the eyes Vertigo will take your head as your body trembles in fear A cold hand with touch your face and you'll fall into the oblivion Kissing the lips that have not to be touched Falling in the cold arms and their deadly embrace Your life will become nourishment for the ancient entity that lives here since aeons Evil spirit with damned eyes The eyes of the well Don't look into the well or you'll fall down Don't look into the well or you'll lost your aim 8. Earth And Fire Earth is mother Nature is female Fire is father, fire is male, fire is human justice He isn't opposed to earth, but they slip the one into the other The witch is earth's daughter She turns in ashes burning in the fire So she can go back into earth's embrace So snake's circle eternally turns They taught her how to read birds' flight And messages of leaves in the wind The old man shown her the ancient stone Throne worn out by tempest and rain But full of powerful magic Every uneven Friday at sunset went the old maid to the throne There at the crossing of three paths To wash the stone with a white hen's blood to wake up earth spirit's might But men, intoxicated by their silly pride forgot these holy powers So spirits with a lightning smashed their souls and illness And death slaughtered them all They taught her how to turn herself in a howl And fly in moonless nights, and over the hills And down in deep shafts, where she met her sisters To celebrate seasons' jubilation They taught her how to change herself in a hare To run away and hide herself in woods From the ones who wanted to dominate her When the dark red blood run slowly and thick wetted Her innocence between her white things her mother told her The time had come for her to be a daughter of earth A black handled knife was her holy present And she taught her to hold it And how to take flower and herbs vibrations She taught her what power stood still In forests and woods, and hidden in deep roots Power of life, power of death But dark were those times And finally sword prevailed on cup So her body was parted for her soul And her own children lighted her stake In an august day of 1471 9. Ecate – The Ritual I celebrate Ecate Trivia, loving protector of the roads Terrain, sea and celestial, the crocus coloured cloak Burial, firm with the souls of the dead Daughter of Crio, lover of solitude and supreme of the stags Nocturnal protector of dogs, invincible queen Announced by the howl of the beasts Unbeatable without a belt Domer of bulls, the lady that keeps the keys of the cosmos Mountain goer, guide, nymph, feeder of the young Of the young girl that begs to assist in the sacred rites Benevolent to her devotes, always with joyful soul 10. Ecate Through the sacred hole she stares at the three flames in the dark and damp ground En Erebos, phos, in umbra lux Invoking her power, her effigy will come to life Dance in a violent vortex of spirals and you will hear her voice I celebrate Ecate lady of the crossroads, of the moon and the night I celebrate Ecate in the woods of Avern In your pale hands you raise the torch that lights our way The way through the darkness where the shadows hide the sacred mysteries Dark light of the three worlds, lady of the keys, guardian of hell and human psychi Lighten my path to your winter reign with your moon scythe Silver shines in her eyes, because you are the cast and the meretrice, the lymph and death In you complete and stronger than any other Guide me because obscurity for you has no secrets In the Avern the torch dims out and the steps of eternity ring out in the darkness Ecate, Ecate, Dark Mother take me in Ecate, Ecate, let me be reborn Ecate, Ecate, Dark Mother take me in Ecate, Ecate, let me be transformed Ecate, lady of the crossroads, I stand where three paths meet Ecate, lady of the crossroads, I ask that you guide my feet 11. Nemus Tempora Maleficarum La mnotte di San Giovanni venivano con cavalla bianchi Coperti di drappi Dorati Quando la luna bagnava it prato fra il Corno Bianco e cuello Nero le donne seendevano da cavallo Scioglievano I capelli e Raccoglievano I fiori che quella notte erano sbocciati Primule ed arniche, calendula et iperico Valeriana, capelli, delle streghe e barbe di carpone Lontano si sentiva un canto Terra madre delle erbe, Luna madre dell'argento Morte padre dell ferro, Saturne padre del piombo e tu Zolfo chi vieni dal profondo fiorite tutti nella notte di san Giovanni Quello che si e sciolto nel grembo della terra lo ha bevuto l'acqua e si e fatto fiore Si avvicina la mezzanotte, bisogna affrettarsi, perche inizia el ballo Angoscia de violini la danza emana odore e calore, la luna stringe is suo raggio Dietro gli alberi fruscii e ombre e ghigni, le movenze si fanno piu strette La luna tramonta, I sacchi delle erbe sono pieni Tornano I cavalli a riportar le donne al Latemar e al Lagorai Questo sino alla prossima luna 12. Historia Nocturna Ho un segreto, un segreto celato nel sogno Gli alberi I gli spiriti ne sono custodi Se vuori conoscere spogliati della tua fede Perche la croce ferma le anime e uccide il gran gioco Non vestirti di sole ma della argentea madre notturna Luce della tenebra, unico fuoco sacro e profumato Dai suoi fumi dipartono le schiere della selvagia caccia Loro, condottiere nel regno del morti schiudono I cancelli dei mondi Al suon del corno galoppano bianchi spettri alle briglie de Betric Neri segugi veloci seguono in una corale infera e tonante Tanto che chi non fa parte della buona gente Sarebbe morta divorata dall'oribile vision Loro sono amine inquiete, liberi spiriti silvani Che tornano dale loro sacre donna nate fate e morte Spose del demonio Luna splendente in una note vestita de un antico manto Canto a te divina madre, signore de vita a morte la mia storia notturna