Interpret:

Behemoth

Album:

The Return Of The Northern Moon [Demo]

Primeval god finally returns 
comes a sound of triumph 
I hear his voice 
a dawn of evil prayer 
a raise of million hands 
revelation of our dreams 


I open my eyes 
I'm into the tomb 
feel a touch of cool 
carry beneath the gates 


...And now lucifer comes 
rides on the wings of winds 
opens the gates of ancient towns 
leads us to eternal delight 
among the thousand flames 
from dark to black again 


His eyes are dark and cold 
like northern frost 
and icy breath 
is a wind for the faithful 


Bring me there 
where daylight never exists 
and people live on gloom 
bring me there 
where I will be free 
from god's tyranny