The Night of Fullmoon

Pagan country in the moonlight

Witches calling for their Lord

Incantation of the Darkside

From the book of secret world

Scream breaks off nocturnal silence

They begins the rite of Darkness

Hill in the fog

The heart of wood

Altar of goat

Infernal gloom

Nocturnal rite

Knife in the hand

Worship Darkside

Bless Left Hand Path

Pagans hidden in the forest

In unholy common grave

Christians killed the last worshiper

But the Dark Cult is still living

I'm the son of a pagan nation

I got a part of secret knowledge

Oh Lord I kneel before Thee

Darkness and Evil showed me thy name

I'm still waiting for thy return

The ancient cult will be again

Here the god of war and pain.

Black the ultimate colour, darkness the only aim

Evil the proper impulse, death the only mercy

Nothing was forgotten and nothing will be ever forgotten

All those who raised their swords against odious christianity

Will live forever in dark legend