Seven Astral Gates Songtext
von Frozen Winds

′A herald that comes across dimensions
A calling that leaves me devoid of sensation
I feel myself in a distant place
Consumed by silver light and an ancient face
The time is dawning As Shamash drowns
To ascend the steps of maiden light
Sin flows with the tides of blood,
Thirty streams of souls before me,
That my mind echoes in their screams,
IDS MASS SSARATU! Guide my being,
To the silver step of light of Nanna, the voice I'm being fed,
IDS MASS SSARATU! Past the gates,
As the watch towers burn,
Inside my soul churns,
Sun, open my eyes, veil my demise


[′I fear, that your soul has been perverted,
I hear, the true words of the waning moon,
In this desert you summon,
A thousand strong, torn faces of evil,
You are wrapped in my embrace,
But Chronos will never rescind your path']

As if face Sirius, offering before me,
Upon KIA of her home, sin is inscribed,
Beneath the sky, sweet BADUR sustains me,
I call your names, IA SIN! IA NANNA!
IA GIBIL! IA GASHRU! IA GIRRA!
ADS MASS SSARATU! IA MASS SSARATU!
IA ANU! IA ENLIL! IA ENKI!
Guide my paths, I am the one!

[So alone in your madness
Your power, your blindness
As you cross the silver step
You wear a silver crown
That ages have passed death
You desire flesh and blood]


I summon your names again,
For NEBO I pray
IA NEBO! The sun,
MASS SSARATU! My watcher
Of pain and distortion
The angels at lay
Smile demons, destruction
And havoc with wrath I play
IA ISHTAR! White lady
With lions at bay
A thousand tortured at troy
But I still lust in dismay
Twelve horrors where watching,
Three more faces await
As the gates become fewer,
Cry as you die unholy saint

['These perversions may smile
But your face cracks and withers
The saints may be dying
Yet your skin twists and slithers
Silver, quicksilver, copper, as the metal passes your hands
The saints will be laughing, at the slaughter of man′]

IA SHAMMASH! Son of NANNA
Burn my wings of frail hope
Fallen from grace,
Expelled from the holy land
Hung by a philistine,
Till I cried crimson sand
IA NERGAL!
Agent of war and strife
The main of a lion,
Blood red as my fortune is
Seven sins have passed me,
Eighth is your dishevelled face
As twenty days
Rot away my gold,
Your iron seeps
Out from my bone

[′Time just a whisper now
The wind that whistles through my blackened trees
I'm unforgiving, but your punishment awaits
The silence inside, as your body bleeds
Don′t call my name, when you cross the river
I wait for your death, your rotten mind

IA MARDUK! KYRIOS my lord and master
The slaves toil at Babylon, I am whipped for your gift
Fifty names by which I praise you, at the purple of twilight
Fifty ways you will maim me, now that my soul has been raped
IA NINIB! ADAR guide the beast that craves for my flesh
Leaden chains bear me down as I try to escape
Four eyes watch me, the beast and my protector
As I run only two I feel, her fangs drawing closer
The seven steps of light, the seven sins of man
The seven ways that I've written your book in my flesh
Seven times she rips my throat, my head in her hands
Now that insanity is free, I can taste the afterlife...

[′Abomination and nature's pathetic worm
I hold the head that fed the voice of doom
Your destiny is nothing but filth
As it awaited you before the entrance of the gate of SIN!
Dawnless and demented you ran your foolish course
From death you cannot run, from his presence almighty′]