Gathering Under The Red Moon / Apophis - The Serpent Self

Sparks of light in towers who sleep for years

Sound the Great Horn, invoke the Chosen Ones

The Earth is feverous, the Seas turn red

R'lyeth emerges through the blood red waves

Gehenna awaits for more to come

The wolf Fenriz regains the Sun

Eternal frost and cold:

Form the winds of Night emerge forgotten Kings and Thrones

Gathering, under the Red Moon

Your god is weeping!

Gathering under the Red Moon

The name of the Wolf we hail!

Spells bring down the walls (of heaven)

Almighty Gods come forth

We ride on black chariots in Full Moon

The Great lands of Stygia are reborn

The snow carries signs of red ruby

By the blood of a thousand worms

Once more screams of pain are heard in dead towers

The smell of witchcraft fills the air:

Gathering, under the Red Moon

The Moon is bleeding!

Gathering, under the Red Moon

The silver Thrones are Ours

Beware, of the black hours

Before the Sabbat dawn

I stand enchanted on ancient heights

To see and listen

To the waves of Absu roll:

I raise the horns in blasphemy,

The heavens burn again!

Night: