Texty: Lemuria. Lemuria's Crypt.

Prologue

Only in the death of your saviour,
you can find salvation?

Part I

Summer turned into winter blast
It woke us then in blissful charm
Reflections in the diamond snowfield
Tyrant of utmost infestation
A darkish plague and a coming curse
Clung to fatal attraction
Infesting the poisonous chalice
With transmogrification

Abhorrent funeral horror
Scream this song of blood

Part II

The proud ethereal champion, my aesthetic baton of morale

We are betrothed of fire, of multiple desire
Ornamental shows in the deepest pits
The only acclamation of pure beloved brier
And faithless intoxication

?Reveal thyself unknown rider,
for the silent storms of Avalon approach?

Frightful was this divine sacrifice
Of malevolence and angelic renewal
Lightning stroke in twilight hour
Dark enfeeblement
The last day passed away
A minute of earthly bane
And the curse occurred that moment
Stronger as never before
I feel terror and agony in my veins
Enclasp this awful demon
I?ve made my home be my gallows

Part III

(In that way the oracle was right, for no soul ever yearned again after that clandestine beauty. Except of me, victim of my own mortal pride. The dim landscapes rush into my head, memories of the wasteland, a profound pandemonium, torturing my spirit as the scraping of an old door. But I am faithful, and await my lot. Not scared anymore to undergo this ultimate getaway. What will be heaven beyond a paradise lost? I revive but I can feel my strength fading away. And no soul would ever return again?)

Part IV

Abhorrent funeral horror
Scream this song of blood
I stand here alone
As I went berserk in this nostalgic world
A culture once flourishing
Heaven beyond a paradise lost
Listen to the whispering words
They spell my incineration
Take me to the place of dementia
Entombed Lemuria?s crypt

Epilogue

I?ve made my home be my gallows?