The First Seal

Dark and forgotten the times of these writings
 Timeless stones shape the walls of this site
 Arcane and powerful symbols traced on them
 May the moon lead my steps
 In the sacred search of supreme knowledge
 Waiting for his coming
 And it was gloom
 Somewhere in time
 In unknown lands ruled by an ancient magic
 In titanic forests
 6 towers of power were built
 They guarded 6 sacred heirlooms,
 Protected by 6 seals
 They show the effigy of the god
 Who sits on the big black throne
 I mesmerize my soul
 To fly along the dusty paths of
 Acheron
 Looking for the magic circle of the black ring
 Toth Amon, prince of enchanters
 Tell me your secret
 Or I will tear it from death to death
 Running on a human blood river
 He feeds on blood
 The blood calls him
 His strength glows if the hands
 invoking him are stained with blood
 Where he shines, the blood is shed
 There the light's kingdoms wobble
 There nature forces are shaken
 Thoth-Amon, give me the sword of sacrifice
 And the sacred cup I am gonna fill with lifeblood
 Give me the lance of almightiness
 And the potsherds of the black stone
 I'm gonna place on the altar of Dagon
 Entrust the sixth heirloom to me
 And so be it!
 And then a whirlwind struck my
 breast, freezing my soul
 The candle flames vanished
 announcing his coming
 5 the tips and 5 the elements
 It is the blood in which I annihilate
 The sixth is the knowledge the
 supreme god, the bringer of light
 Engraved in the sixth heirloom
 The sacred book ordained to the devotee