Dark Funeral. Ravenna Strigoi Mortii. Zeneszám

as the night opens, I see your face in the shadow of the moon
I see your glimmering eyes, reflected by the glittering snow
frozen winds, whines over the silent landscape
the only sound I hear, are the strokes of your wings
ravenna, strigoi mortii
oh, countess in black, you who rides on stormy winds
primeval goddess, who's name is spoken with fear

thunder roar, lightning strikes
unlock your demon gate
come forth, the serpent's queen
torture be thy name

I give to you this sacrifice, take this child
lend me one of your serpent eyes, to see beyond??.
the demon gates!!!


I invoke the flying goddess, come out from the gorge of night
spread your darkened wings, and soar above the ground
ravenna, strigoi mortii
cast thy shadow over earth, in answer of my calls

demonic beauty, I summon thee
the infernal mistress of the under world
from the darkest depths of the abyss,
that holds liege only for you
with your malice, and your spite
we command the utter destruction of light
so come forth, serpent queen
lend me your flame of hate