Nocturnal Fear (Celtically Processed) (Celtic Frost cover)

Scourgeing the highest and purest plethora
Stars and dark deathly breeze
Nanas growing above
Luminix's sirens in the hay
Semia, the seventh call
Aeon night, Hebrew wail
From the mountains of dawn they cry
The call of the frantic god
The world morbid earth they scream
The weight of creation and sin
Semia, the seventh call
Aeon night, Hebrew wail
The sleeping lord awakes
Sabbath by a cold chains
The white phantom rages
The seventh god howls
The creation of the black earth is met
The eternal veil penetrates the land
The seventh call of celebration happens at night
The seventh serpent in the cross
The wind emerge from the east
The deep dark water moves
The demon the cold morning cry
They are the dark and dark flame breeze
Semia, the seventh call
Aeon night, Hebrew wail
As they face the eternal tide
The eye of the throne they ride
All gods and their tribes
The chaos time it now arrives
Semia, the seventh call
Aeon night, Hebrew wail