1. Moonfog

In the twilight I stand
In the faint light of the moon
Like blood flowing out of an open wound
Will grief and hate companion my soul
to the unchallenged heights
of my profane desire

Forever marked by the light
I am seeking on downwards,
Led by the dreeping tears
Of the mourning origins

Swept in moisty moonfog I am
Tempted to die by my own hand
Sardonic wrath overwhelmes me
Now blinded by hate and it's all I can see

My weeping soul
Beg for the twilight to come
Frustration eats away my sanity
Waiting for cheerlessness to come
lying in my cave longing for eternal night

As a wind of the past blows through my wind
My eyes swollen up by all the tears
Infinite sorrow flow through my veins
As I am thinking of taking my last breath

2. Travel With The Northern Winds

I will travel in the night
To ancients hills and darkend forest.
I am a human lost in time
and I was told that I'm no mortal

Travel with the northern winds
May the forest overpower you.
Up in the sky and by the horizon
deep in the depths and deep into the earth
darkness is whispering – You're now deceased,
now you will see the ancient ones for real.

I travel with the northern winds
And I don't belong among mortals.
My soul is in the astral skies
while my body hides in darkness.

My blackened mind dreaming of the ancient
thinking back of the past
where my soul shall dwell.
Trapped into this lifeless empty shell
I am freezing and my blood is cold.

3. Devide Et Impera

It's winter again, gloom and darkness returns
Oh, night you beatiful only lit by the moon.
I reach out for the cold light
weeping take me away, away!!!
(I pass out drained of blood)
Later I wake up again

As I wander through my divine dreams
I see my rising unholy kingdom
beyond the mountains dark and endless forests.
Oh, unholy kingdom!

This my divine world
not known to other mortals,
came to me by visions and dreams
in a time before time

Later I wake up again
lying in my blood on the moisty ground,
with yet another recollection
of the past where I belong.

Now I shall gather all the wolves
and beat those little lambs.
Vengeance is now mine –
Devide et impera!

4. Pagan Fire

Lost, alone in the crypts of mourning
deep under a moutian of sorrows

Cold flames of melancholy
tearing inside of me.
Taste the bitterness
and feel the strength in pain.

So deep, so dark, so real
filling all my veins.
Wandering souls meant as one,
roaming around (illusoin is) gone

Searching in my mind
But calm is not to find.

Come with me,
Follow me in my search for three
Fall with me through eons of despair,
to the sound of a million divine choirs.

Frustration leads my soul
to the desert of confusion.
Captured in a world formed by myself.

Cold flames of melancholy
tearing inside of me.
Taste the bitterness
and feel the strenght in pain.

5. Finis Malorum

As I fell deeper and deeper into my sleep
I heard a melancholy voice
of my subconscious whisper.
I am dead and I sleep in eternal obscurity.
I am dead and I have joined the eternity.
I woke up dead and was to forever be...