The Weird Dreams

Isthar, queen of heavens brillian; light of the night mistress of gods...
I invoke your mind, your dreams...
I guide your soul toward smoke dark direction
I behold you from the abyss
Out of life, through the gates of death
In unknown plains I lie, in a dominion without return a black earth of evilness, lust and perverseion.
Black goddes Ereshkigal lure my dark emotions, in Cutha I want to live in Kur-nu.gi-a I want to a rule !
Isthar daughter of sin, come to me, through your dreams, your soul is mine through your dreams you are here.
A black ritual a black invocation, a dark prayer, a blood sacrifice
Isthar open your eyes , now you are with me.
Where eyes covered by terrible visions of thy unholy
A land where a mystical figure of evil rises from flames
A land called Kur-nu-gi-a the dominion of black wisdom.
A winged creature lover of tyranny the ritual is done, you reign again.