Texty:
Old Mans Child Born Of The Flickering

Lonley as the autumn evening Flowing on its last days A wanderer of long-past wisdom Facing his last conflict Met the time of withering Destiny, towards

A beast swept with passion For one of them who inhaled His shadow Who flung away from the sanity That carried her all the way The sadist has installed

Enthralled into the dustwind Crusaders of a lost battle Warned by a thorn of war Jeweled in their own blood Yarns of fugitive elements In distance to

Enthralled into the dustwind Crusaders of a lost battle Warned by a thorn of war Jeweled in their own blood Yarns of fugitive elements In distance to

: Behold the hand that embrace this world Sovereign of the unborn life Destroyer of all Creator of tears and sorrow And all beyond the twilight Servants

We hail our light The sun of Satan For with thy might Come forth We dominate the world By one mightful force See the slaughtering Growing weak Born by

vocals by Grusom and Aldrahn] I proclaim the victim's fall Now I shudder by the sight of you Crucified by my nails You hunger by my hammer Born in pity

: A beast swept with passion For one of them who inhaled His shadow Who flung away from the sanity That carried her all the way The sadist has installed

: Enthralled into the dustwind Crusaders of a lost battle Warned by a thorn of war Jeweled in their own blood Yarns of fugitive elements In distance