Imperator Noctis

The winter sunset's gloom expels the light.
 The solstice comes, inviting the old rite.
 Upon the hill, a temple stands alone
 Where strange, devoted, vile, inhuman things
 Have sacrificed upon the mystic stone
 Since long before the first Etruscan kings
 Now the path is walked once more
 Up to the crumbling ritual site
 To call the one that men abhor
 Out of the deepest voids of night
 Before the shrine, the gathered halt
 They see the winding, strange motifs
 Depicting what they will exalt
 In friezes and in carved reliefs
 The portico resounds with verse
 'Til now unsung by human choirs
 The light on the old tablet's curse
 Is the same stars and new-lit fires
 The idol of the one they call
 Is brought before the waiting crowd
 And as one horrid voice from all
 They chant the curse's words aloud
 O, omnipresent emperor of night
 Monstrum dormiens
 Awaken and consume this living heart
 Sacrificium
 Rise up in all your everlasting might
 Expergiscere
 And rip this hypocritic world apart
 Pater noctis
 As darkness takes its firmest stranglehold
 They pay the solemn ferryman with blood
 To carry back the majesty of old
 Who reigned unfettered long before the flood
 The wine from the libation bowl
 Will immolate the chosen soul
 The haruspex eviscerates
 The bloodless victim and consults
 The entrails, seeing what awaits
 He takes the liver and exults
 He holds it high up in the air
 For all to see it shining black
 And by its form he can declare
 The ancient god is coming back
 O, omnipresent emperor of night
 Monstrum dormiens
 Awaken and consume this living heart
 Sacrificíum
 Rise up in all your everlasting might
 Expergiscere
 And rip this hypocritic world apart
 Pater noctis
 Your night-black wings will spread above once more
 Tenebras totas
 Materialize and hear our pleading call
 Invocamus
 Return us to the nothingess of yore
 Interfice
 Besiege this rotting realm and slaughter all
 Extingue omnes