Curse you all men. Who's coil is strong. I recognise the sparrows heart, beneath the theatre of misery. Disbelivers shalt by dawn, be forced to forever
Ever behind me. Rise a shadow taller than I. Yet, with a certain resemblance. How many times do I have to contemplate my own reflection. And say: I have
Four eyes as two in one the forward circular view that never ends. An orbital voyage throughout the endless sphere of all. Where time is lost and everything
The land was created, in the name of the chosen, and the waves thrown, for men to see the one who made men to be. Prevailed from the source of Icon E.
to perfection. No compromise can touch my woe. Nor questions reach my faith, in immortality. In the name of Nonus Aequilibrium. I am thine. IX times IX
Reason. This demigod, unto which you cluster. Sacrilege. You sacrifive the purity of the air beneath your wings. A slow and painful ritual to burn the
The Dawn arose, the slumbers shadows have passed The autumnal grace which so kindly has cast It's sombre yet gracious delight on my grief Enshrouded and
The time is near for things to pass, the time for me to leave But as I lie hear all alone, I really can't believe That twenty years I've spent on earth
in the stands but I lost her at the finish line She was so soft and sweet But now I find I can't compete I lost that gal of mine to Title IX. Sure, I
I've heard your song And I've seen the light In your eyes and it Took me so long to see Straight through the night And through you ah You're the depths
I've heard your song And I've seen the light In your eyes and it Took me so long to see Straight through the night And through you ahhh~ You're the depths
Dancing flames reflect a purple light Dyeing the room with a mysterious stillness Wrapped in the ineoriating haze of the fumed incense We were sitting
What can wait forever isn't dead and in the long run, even death dies. The Ancient were, the Ancient are, the Ancient will be. They walked in this world
Io metto il mio sangue nelle mani di Shaytan La forza che sta nell'essenza degli dei Che crearono il ciclo e la terra Benediccte onnipotenti questo luogo
Impotently at the end of an era we assist As a last rampart we protect the ancient wisdom Our valour multiply our blades But this is not enough Falsehood
Fall low into silence and fill up your mental calix with black substance of nothing Burn 3 blood candles and breath the dense fumes of Gorgio Enter the
Solitary and imposing the sacred tree wait the spirit's circle Night receive the silvery lightning star Take my hand, brother! And give it to a sister