Behemoth - Conjuration Of Sleep Daemons

Ascending a fyre A pillar ov flame on the wynd Groan ov night I hear, howl ov gale Lords ov green fields caressing the earthe Silver sparks up high Is Mercury above? Is Mercury below? So sleep! And paint the pictures ov thy paradise So dream!... ...waking dreams...safely In accursed 'eternity' I can't hear you from the lost ways I don't want to look into thine sleepy eyes Ov black soil I feel refreshing cold Stone altars ov primaeval glory And thunders are rumbling Wyld waves are foaming When I'm playing with the dancing fyre With the terrifying grim ov freedom Zechesh du kem Sphinx Cuitem ino cuitem Zechil' ru shechen soish Dechep sechesh k'Nu Zacho cem Had I conjure the spirits ov sleep I unite the circles ov beings