Mountain God Lyrics - Singles - Rakoth

Behold the vast dismal hall beneath the black 

moutain and the great ebony throne in the 

middle of it. See the ancient god sitting upon 

this throne and holding in his hand a golden 

chalice full of human suffering and fear. Once 

god of joy he became god of pain... By the will 

of Young Gods. The sword on the altar before 

the throne... The sword of blue magical steel... 

The Great Sword of Power... My disciple, it 

must be yours! Tortured victims fill all the hall 

before the throne Losing the rest of mind and 

soul with the parting groan Eyes gushing blood, 

mouth torn with a scream and no one hears 

Before this face, bloodlustful and grim, life 

disappears Winged creatures under the ceiling - 

down they stare Harvest pain, fear and 

suffering bouncing there Mixed with gore it 

makes the drink for the ancient god Raising 

powers of Mountain King - dreadful lord Hagen, 

disciple of Darkness... Step forth and take what 

now is yours... The sword... And I will help you 

with my force I gather the power for flaming 

spell Around myself turning the world Gaining 

true fire from the heart of Muspell Floods of the 

time I distort Fire shines into their eyes, hear 

their cries Dusk dies, uncovers disguise, see 

their demise Trampling down mountain guards 

you break to the throne Crushing their swords, 

slashing apart with the strength grown Fire 

shines, blind are their eyes, your powers rise 

Dusk dies, uncovers disguise, now take your 

prize Before the throne you grab the sword - 

finally yours You pierce the chest of mountain 

lord with no remorse With their lord 

disincarnated the servants of the mountain 

disappear And the souls of the tortured finally 

obtain their long waited freedom Rejoicing in 

their afterlife Banished is the god - the body's 

dead and spirit roams But no return for blood 

that's shed and for painful groans Victims death 

turned into power that never dies Now it's 

waiting for its hour to arise