The Long Defeat Lyrics

To the shadows of ancient trees, moss, and autumn leaves. To austere ridges, sharp rocks, frozen streams, and the wind howling over bare summits. To thunderstorms and feverish full-moon nights. Red wine and brazen days. To the mysteries of knowledge, the scent of an old book. To resistance - no matter how vain. To sacrifices with the taste of rotten blood. To comrades, never to be forgotten: and lest we forget the Holy Dead. To the burning light of Lucifer, blinding the eye and liberating the heart! To the veil between divinity and man: the Devil! Yes! To the abhorrent lord of this earth, hearken to the long defeat.