Sacred Justice
Released November 20, 1999 || Publicado el 20 de Noviembre de 1999
- 1. The Breath Of My Sword.
- My sword is thirsty of blood, she wants to obtain her immortality
The shield that covers me shines by the sun, with its radiance
A sacred helmet protects my fierce face of valiant warrior
And an invincible armor of gold preserves my immaculate body.
Murmurs of charms intoxicate my senses, I feel a nice parsimony
I take a bath in the balms of the philosopher’s stone that gave me the immortality.
Mounted on my horse, I ride for the combat
I descend to the valley where the battle will take place.
She observed my opponents to come and that with their blood
They will feed my sword and my honor
I will obtain the victory and this way my own glory
And I will extend my domains to obtain new vassals.
With my retinue of flunkies nobody will be able to conquer me.
Strong youths are my warriors
Willing to give the life for the victory...
The sign of our victory,
On those that have challenged my supremacy. - 2. Divine Justice / Impious Hecatomb.
- The east sun announced the beginning of the battle
Mounted on my steed I enroll to the lid
Armed and protected by the gods that aid me
I lift the flags of my coat of arms
The confrontation has begun, I attack in the battle
I draw my sword... and the blood doesn`t stop of running
Destroying my enemies with my sacred weapon
Winning the glory that will immortalize me in the later centuries
I am accustomed to scarlet
Upholstered by the blood of the warriors
That they spilled when facing my deity
A dark veil has covered this place
After having been exiled the life from my hand
The sun was eclipsed with the shine of my figure
My being’s light will determine the life and the death - 3. ...And The Light is Gone.
- The combat has finished a thick fog now dominates these moors
This fog contains the souls of the dead warriors in the combat
The howls of the wolves show the anguish in the face of the scent of the death
The branches become agitated showing their disapproval
Flock of birds emigrate of this place and black clouds announce a gale
Walk with my naked sword on these gloomy grasslands
Men walk with the death, heroically
As an omnipotent being he observes their completed work
Remorse that smashed… my poise doesn´t exists
Since my will is the Sacred Justice
I feel the pain of contained cries
Sobs of the wounded nature
When being exiled the life
The snow will bury these wailings
For the rest of the coming centuries
The twilight announces the rejection of the sun in the face of the terrible tragedy
He abandons the creatures of this place, leaving them without their light, because
With the gotten victory I will be the new star of this place...
Oh, God Sun don´t abandon us because without your candor we will die
We need your heat that infuses us life or the dance of the death we will dance...
I am the Emperor of these lands, the life will depends on my power
Retinues of shades second me in my abject adventures
Dark task that I carry out with my magic sword
I will reign for always this forgotten kingdom