When The Stars Align - Merrimack

Eyes of fire slowly open, burning through complete darkness.

With majesty and determination the titanic body moves, finally awakening from

death-like slumber.

The flames that once were burning now burn again and none can restrain it.

Deign to grab me in your claws and carry me away from decay, spread your wings

O divine eagle ablaze for tonight, at last, the stars are right!

The pale light from the constellations arranged in forbidden geometry is

cocaine to the Phoenix and now he lives again.

The word has been heard, the call has been answered.

A new oath has been sealed as the light has invaded the horizon.

After all the sins, after all the weakness, time has come for ascension,

to elevate above the mass of infidels and to breath in glory to better welcome

adversity.

Let the will be purified, let the soul be cleansed.

In this night of might and fire, when the stars align, see the obstacles

mercilessly consumed by the scornful flames of the divine firebird.

Higher and higher!

Behold!

The implacable flight of the glorious Phoenix, omen of greatness and domination.

From the ashes of death to the fire of life, from the bottomless pit to

disappear in the firmament as one with the astral pattern.

Let the clouds die so these impious stars can finally shine, dissipate

confusion and reveal darker darkness!