High mountain snow in halfes smoke There thousand tears on a burning cross Spreading its wrath upon the licking fire Cancer on the earth is tearing is from inside Through storm and snow! Through the world demise! Lucifer, guide our way! Through cursed fields of reality Mourning star- be my light! We are the elders on suicide session Sarcastic orbiters of streaming aggression Prophets of destiny, watching mankind Desolation The magic of this world is dead... My soul, I won't bother to keep It's lost many ages ago My body i'll serve the altar of sin I may find my peace in the high mountain There comes the storm! A black hole in the sky instead of sun New coming dark upon the feasting flest on earth New era when the night is on the throne And winds of north will ride the cliffs and fields And lick them to the bone "Clouds come, clouds go, the world is sleeping eternally No more suffering, no war, just never ending serenity But the one whose soul will never rest, is wandering alone Through darkness, snow and ever frost he's searching for his home He calls his brothers no one there, the enemies are dead He calls the gods but the astral domes are high to hear the prayers..."