de mysteriis dom sathanas

welcome!

to the elder ruins again

the wind whispers beside the deep forest

darkness will show us the way

the sky has darkened thirteen as

we are collected woeful around a book

made of human flesh

heic noenum pax

here is no peace

de grandaevus antiquus mulum tristis

arcanas mysteria scriptum

the books blood written pages open

invoco crentus domini de daemonium

we follow with our white eyes

the ceremonial proceeding

rex sacrificulus mortifer

in the circle of stone coffins

we are standing with our black robes on

holding the bowl with unholy water

heic noenum pax

bring us the goat

psychomantum et precr exito annos major

ferus netandus sacerdos magus

mortem animalium