Fiendish Nymph - The Sybil of Elikona (Full EP) (1997)

1. Ο Πνιγμός της Σύριγγας (The Drowning of Syring)
2. Η Σίβυλλα του Ελικώνα (The Sibyl of Elikona)

--- 1. Ο Πνιγμός της Σύριγγας (The Drowning of Syring)
A white figure
The beautiful glow of the nymph
The sweet feeling
Her name is Syring
Ladon envied her beauty
To drown her body
Open its crystal clear waters
With her spirit he lives together
A perfect face, of lost radiant beauty
in the waters
The curse of the river
Ladon envied her beauty
To drown her body
Open its crystal clear waters
With her spirit he lives together
Eternal beauty
The shining splendour
Her divine beauty
Cursed in deep water
A white figure
The beautiful glow of the nymph
The sweet feeling
Her name is Syring
Ladon envied her beauty
To drown her body
Open its crystal clear waters
With her spirit he lives together

--2. Η Σίβυλλα του Ελικώνα (The Sibyl of Elikona)
The first Sibyl, holy priestess of oracles
Raised by the grace of the Muses on the mountain of Helikon
The Sibyl of Helicon
The ancient fortune teller announces the prophecies
The enigmatic answers, of dark magical meaning
The Sibyl of Helicon
The ancient fortune teller announces the prophecies
He recites dark exclamations
Invocations of magical meaning
He climbs on a divining tripod
She wears gold jewellery
He chews on the old laurel
Immersed in trance
He yells out inarticulate screams
Uses of the curse
He climbs on a divining tripod
She wears gold jewellery
He chews on the old laurel
Immersed in trance
He yells out inarticulate screams
Sitting on the old throne of the winery
I hear unknown bird voice
Which they slaughtered with incoherent fury
And I realized that they were killing each other with their claws
for the sound of the wings clearly showed it
And immediately then, scared, I tried
on the altars above, where flames were everywhere
But there was no light coming from the victims
because the blood covered everything
The ancient Sibyl
The priestess of oracles
The ancient fortune teller
of sacramental curses