Description
Chant invocatoire de Valefor en anglais. Voici les lyrics :
"The specter of Apuleius, in a veil of dreams,
Plucks the golden rose, in the light it gleams.
Drops of blood, clustered like gems,
Shine with tales of timeless hymns.
In my lady’s eyes, the fury of a wild beast,
Queen of the fauna, in her gaze a feast.
Ready to conquer the abyss, her king at her side,
Masks and fangs forward, in the death-round we ride.
The righteous man lies, his belly torn by the blade,
In his blood is a story of betrayal replayed.
The nectar of life flows, my throat craves more,
Rage and power, banners against the rigid law.
Feline jaws snap bones — crack, crack in the night,
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor!
Queen of the graveyard, I dive at your call,
Vampire knight with an obsidian sword tall.
For you I strike down the gods of light,
And in that battle I find my rite.
You grant me immortality,
My eyes are black as ebony.
Marked by the divine spider’s thread,
Green gold rises where fire is fed.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old king is dead.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old self is dead.
Dreams and nightmares intertwine,
Caught within the diaphanous line.
Forever I’ll be your rebel flame,
Your sorcerer, your shaman’s name.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old king is dead.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old self is dead.
Beneath the scarlet moon I run with wolves,
The forest resounds with our jealous hooves.
Valefor guides my steps through the endless night,
His claws carve runes in the world’s black light.
The ravens rise, bearers of curses untold,
They chant your name through visions of gold.
Your breath is the storm, your bite is the law,
In sacred shadow I ascend as a sovereign raw.
The tombs swing open, the dead find their voice,
They march at our side, soldiers without choice.
Valefor laughs, his fangs shine steel,
In his nocturnal empire, all must kneel.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old king is dead.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old self is dead."
"The specter of Apuleius, in a veil of dreams,
Plucks the golden rose, in the light it gleams.
Drops of blood, clustered like gems,
Shine with tales of timeless hymns.
In my lady’s eyes, the fury of a wild beast,
Queen of the fauna, in her gaze a feast.
Ready to conquer the abyss, her king at her side,
Masks and fangs forward, in the death-round we ride.
The righteous man lies, his belly torn by the blade,
In his blood is a story of betrayal replayed.
The nectar of life flows, my throat craves more,
Rage and power, banners against the rigid law.
Feline jaws snap bones — crack, crack in the night,
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor!
Queen of the graveyard, I dive at your call,
Vampire knight with an obsidian sword tall.
For you I strike down the gods of light,
And in that battle I find my rite.
You grant me immortality,
My eyes are black as ebony.
Marked by the divine spider’s thread,
Green gold rises where fire is fed.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old king is dead.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old self is dead.
Dreams and nightmares intertwine,
Caught within the diaphanous line.
Forever I’ll be your rebel flame,
Your sorcerer, your shaman’s name.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old king is dead.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old self is dead.
Beneath the scarlet moon I run with wolves,
The forest resounds with our jealous hooves.
Valefor guides my steps through the endless night,
His claws carve runes in the world’s black light.
The ravens rise, bearers of curses untold,
They chant your name through visions of gold.
Your breath is the storm, your bite is the law,
In sacred shadow I ascend as a sovereign raw.
The tombs swing open, the dead find their voice,
They march at our side, soldiers without choice.
Valefor laughs, his fangs shine steel,
In his nocturnal empire, all must kneel.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old king is dead.
Keyman vefa tasa Valefor
The old self is dead."
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