Behind the frozen moon.
Rise up to a kingdom full of pleasures, from your darkest fantasies.
Rise up and wait for everlasting rapture in pain.
Look down at your lost soul, your helpless spirit.
In the shadow of the demons, you ‘ll find your way to hate.
Chorus.
Behind the frozen moon is a kingdom full of darkness.
Behind the frozen moon is a castle full of pleasures.
Behind the lost meadows, and the dead trees.
In the shadow of the demons you ‘ll beg and love to bleed.
Behind the coldest winds is a dimension.
Created by the striking curse of Satan.
Look behind the black curtains of the night.
When you see the magic symbols it’s a sign you have to die.
See all those helpless spirits, hear them scream.
Help them out their cages with black magic.
Take the pagan swords in your bleeding hands.
Turn back to your cave behind the eclipse.
Embrace all the offers made for evil.
Watch the wings of demons, made of steel.
When the sky turns darker and darker.
Take your knife and slit your skin to feel the darkest pleasure.
Take the lives of the helpless human beings.
When you shed their blood it will refresh your thoughts.
Take a scornful look at all those creatures.
Let chaos overtake those who fear the magic horns.
Spread your scabbed wings and turn back to your palace of darkness,
cause behind the frozen moon is the kingdom of the night.
Feel the wrathful sense of all those wicked angels.
They were the chosen to complete the sacrifices.
Repeat chorus.
Rise up trough the dreams of the children of the night.
Crawl trough the shadows ‘till you’ve found the nightmares of angels.
Find the rapture of suffering and pleasure, ‘till you’ve reached the pagan palace, a kingdom full of demons. Look at all those guns and all those knifes. We’ll only need the darkest forces for a fight.
Turn back to your final place of darkness, behind the frozen moon..
Repeat chorus 2x
Cause behind the frozen moon, you ‘ll reach eternal darkness.
Behind the frozen moon you’ll find your castle full of pleasures.
Behind the lost meadows, you ‘ll crawl trough bloody shadows.
To reach the dimension made by the striking curse of Satan.
Behind the black curtains of your nightmares.
Behind the Black roses and dead trees.
Turn back to your cave after the eclipse.
And fly away behind the frozen moon.
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