Summoning
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Right in the dark
Flames burn the glade
You'll die, before we can try
The blood aprise, shall not worry
Your turn to pray
You must not die
In this place we're all, we'll be alone
But we pray and lord will grant us life
That's all I'll be
Break my spell
Right, but late
Called at the gates of
Place of bewitched
Don't worry now
The blood - a price
The shadows bouncing over me.
- Álbum:
- Old Mornings Dawn
- The Demon Tapes … Anno Mortui Domini 1959-1961
- Miscellaneous
- Let Mortal Heroes Sing Your Fame
- Nightshade Forests (EP)
- Minas Morgul
- Dol Guldur
- Symphonic Metal VII: Dark & Beautiful
- Napalm Records All Stars
- Symphonic Metal
- Stronghold
- Napalm Records: With Us or Against Us, Volume VIII
- Orkus Compilation 18
- The Realm of Napalm Records
- With Doom We Come
- Lugburz
- Lost Tales
- Primal Rock
- Oath Bound
- The Urilia Text