The Primordial One Lyrics

Singing your gospel I shiver in throe
The call of your steel shrieks in my crooked flesh
Silent words like burning embers between my lips
Feeding the perpetual fire inflaming this soul

Where the violent ocean extinguishes the shooting star
The warriors and saints descend
And where the ancient roots strangle the branches
All gods decay

Sanguinem occultus Spiritus foedus
Carnem sanctus Hominis deus

Building new churches on blood of becoming christs
While old sanctuaries are still coiled in flames
Bowing before nameless idols
In the grasp of the serpent’s tongue
Carnem sanctus Hominis deus

Is there passion still in this void
That is stronger than the love of a mother?

Here where shadows are always greater
Than the darkness where they are born
I would lift every stone away from the hidden path
Even if sized of a mountain

And I would fight the fiercest of beasts
Be them of your lions and tigers
Which would set themselves standing against me
For I am not turning around
Or stepping aside
Until your blades lick my skin

Kalika, The Black One
I am singing your gospel
Of change and destruction
Of power and creation

Here where the shadows are dancing
Adapted to the swirls of your swords
I will bathe in passion that is more pure
Than the love where it was born