Ninnghizhidda - Ode to Thy Horned Majesty

Darkness my mate I still wander, (under) your perfect shelter
At shores of night I raise my wings and praise the divine

Extinct is the light, that extinct the night
It now seems like, the dark is calling

Bearer ot mortality, bringer of delight
Let me taste the essence, of your delicious wine

We live by our desires, in the pagan way
We come to cleanse this world, with everlasting fire

We leave the treshold, (to) your realm behind
We enter the regal world, so splenderous and wide

Toward the gates, we march on
To complete our reign, with the throne of stone