Texty:
Dreamlore

[Music: Henriksson, Sundin] [Words: Stanne] For thou sweepst me in thy ribe if guill with garments forged in spiteful steel No tainted pride shall make

: [Music: Henriksson, Sundin] [Words: Stanne] For thou sweepst me in thy ribe if guill with garments forged in spiteful steel No tainted pride shall

These never-dying tunes That pervade in my soul Filtered and transmuted through my mind Are the laments of the hopeless and the damned? [Chorus:] Exalted

[Instrumental]

Our eyes are burning with a ghastly gleam Right now, all of our hours are trances And all our nightly dreams Are where the dark eye glances [Pre-Chorus

From the enormous Dismal household In the ancestral Iced woods Of grey clouds And dead logs Terror fog rises above Surrounding The terrifying outcome

[Instrumental]

Two different worlds Are inside my head Contradicting, I'm not the same one My death is announced, Fatal convulsion, eternal screams I'm breathing ashes

I feel them take rise In my terminal fall Shadows of perversity This horror I refuse to accept I could die and I'd like To relieve my spirit I can't