The Angel's Lament
Moonblood Lyrics

Bloodless moon tonight forsakes the dead's last rest
On this night, the moon provides no solace for the deceased.

Scattered by frozen death winds
The remains of those forgotten and forsaken are scattered by the cold winds of death.

Are the bones of all who died without remembrance
The bones of those who were forgotten in life and in death are now scattered and without remembrance.

Died alone their own special way
Each person died in their own way, alone and without anyone to mourn their passing.

To pay their sins and god's betrayal
They died as punishment for their sins, betrayed by a distant and uncaring god.

Heretic souls, forgotten and banished
These forgotten souls were branded heretics and exiled from society, shunned by their fellow humans.

Dwelling in eternal punishment
Their punishment is to dwell in eternal darkness and isolation, without hope of redemption or release.

And rest in the dark on unblessed soil
They are doomed to rest in the darkness of the earth, without any blessings or prayers to guide them to the afterlife.

Can never again hold the torches of life
They are unable to hold the light of life, as their souls have been extinguished and banished to eternal darkness.

And will never reach the eternity's fire
They will never experience the warmth and brightness of eternity's eternal flame.

Which they are longing for so many aeons
Despite their punishment and exile, these souls still long for the eternal warmth and peace that has been denied to them for countless ages.

Blind are god's eyes and falseness hides behind his face
These souls believe that their god is deceitful and uncaring, blinded to their suffering and pain.

Not able to forgive past sins, but praises himself as your lord
Despite his inability to forgive sins, their god still demands their obedience and worship, claiming to be their lord and protector.

Wings unfold in the crimson dusk
In the fading light of the day, the wings of a powerful angel unfurl, signaling a coming storm.

During thunder defeats darkness silence
As thunder rumbles in the distance, it heralds the defeat of darkness and silence.

Storm is coming from the mountain side
An approaching storm is coming from the mountains, bringing with it darkness and chaos.

Came to pray for the dead's last will
A group has arrived to pray for the dead and honor their last wishes.

And louder than the loudest thunder their chants resound
Their chants and prayers are so loud that they drown out even the loudest thunder.

That all blood freezes by their sad melodies
Their sad melodies are so haunting that they chill the blood of all who hear them.

And mist rises up and all coffins burst
As the mist rises, the coffins of the dead burst open, releasing their spirits.

Creeping shades arise with the angel's lament
As the angel's lament echoes through the air, creeping shades and spirits rise from their graves.

Panic is ruling, but it's too late to escape
Despite the panic that has gripped the living, there is no escape from the spirits that have been awakened.

As bony fingers grip for white silk and ripping their sweet bloody skin
The spirits reach out with skeletal hands, tearing at the silk and flesh of the living.

Coming through the soil with the shadows, creeping evil
The spirits emerge from the soil, accompanied by the creeping shadows of evil.

They arise from graves, legions of the dead
The dead rise up from their graves, forming an army of spirits and shades.

To wreck all what is of God
The spirits seek to destroy all that is holy and sacred to their god.

Holding high the weapons they were buried with
The spirits wield the weapons they were buried with, determined to exact vengeance on the living.

Swords and axes, armors of steel
The spirits arm themselves with swords, axes, and steel armor, ready for battle.

Iron blades cut the angel's flesh
Even the angel is not immune to the spirits' wrath, as their iron blades cut through its flesh.

Screams of torment calling loud
The spirits' screams of torment fill the air, calling out for vengeance and justice.

But suffocate shortly after
Their screams are eventually silenced by the suffocating embrace of death.

And all voices grow silent
As the last of the spirits fall silent, the world fades into a somber stillness.

As blades cut through their throats
The spirits are silenced by the blades that cut through their throats.

Blood and death, the dead's only war chant, conquers the grey mist
The spirits' war cry of blood and death fills the air, triumphing over the grey mist and signaling their victory.

Under moonlight, white and cold they die
In the white and cold light of the moon, the spirits finally meet their end.

Suffocate on own holy blood
The spirits suffocate on their own holy blood, their vengeance finally quenched.

And merciless slayers stalking through the darkness
The merciless slayers of the spirits continue to stalk through the darkness, ensuring that none will disturb the peace of the dead.