1. SOMBRE ELYSIUM

A noise pervades the night, nearing unwavering
Roaring like thunder through canyons and valleys
The rhythm of stamping footsteps or of a beating heart
A disastrous deafening noise which is approaching

Blind and weightless I am captured under earth, I cannot breathe
This engenders such a pleasure, I hope I am not deceived

There comes the creature, fulfils my demand
It has the power, it takes my hand

Blind and weightless I am captured under earth, I cannot breathe
This engenders such a pleasure, I hope I am not deceived

Perhaps this is the end I think
Perhaps death is a sublime wonder
Something living whose hands embrace me
It is the embodiment of marvellous blessedness
We ascend to the stars
We leave the angles and holy ones behind us
And the light too, and submerge
Into divine darkness
Leaving our earthly existence
In oblivion all will be forgiven

While tasting mud in my mouth, it commands me to emerge
It dawns upon me that this is the end of my search
I feel a gust touching my numb face like velvet
And above the threatening clouds which veil the stars

Blind and weightless I am captured under earth, I cannot breathe
This engenders such a pleasure, I hope I am not deceived

There comes the creature, fulfils my demand
It has the power, it takes my hand


2. EMBERS OF AEON

Words are spoken in fear

Words are spoken in fear
I am obsessed by thy odour
I cannot endure this pain
Passion runs through my veins

Something changes my point of view
Am I allowed to get the clue
I become afraid of myself
There is nobody here to keep me safe

Is this the reason I won't live anymore
Will it be relieving when my body hits the floor
Is this the point where my dreams become true
Or will I meet another pain to get through

With mingled feelings I turn myself to thee
Thy lavish splendour threatens to scorch me
I regret that I quit my terrestrial being
But nevertheless the die is cast

Wish that I could, wish that I could, wish that I could fly
Wish that I could, wish that I could, wish that I could die
Die in a way no words can say
Die I pray, my life goes astray

Sick of lying, sick of trying
Tired of waiting for someone who helps me

Wish that I could, wish that I could, wish that I could flee
Wish that I could, wish that I could, wish that I could soothe thee
Try to be brave enough to follow thee
Canst thou not see my supreme obeisance to thee

Immortality a gift from hell
Or banishment from heaven

Is this the reason I won't live anymore
Will it be relieving when my body hits the floor
Is this the point where my dreams become true
Or will I meet another pain to get through

Something changes my point of view
Am I allowed to get the clue
I become afraid of myself
There is nobody here to keep me safe

With mingled feelings I turn myself to thee
Thy lavish splendour threatens to scorch me
I regret that I quit my terrestrial being
But nevertheless the die is cast


3. FORLORN IN DISTRESS

The last stars are twinkling on the firmament
Haze rises up, darkening these stars

A tyrant wields the sceptre, who lures with subterfuge
Yester thoughts of liberty resign themselves to servitude

Forlorn in distress, lonesome in restless pain

Although I yearn for my quietus or for reprieve
Thou holdst me enthralled, enterst my subconscious

Deep in my mind I hear the sign and I realise that my heart is thine

My last stars are hiding on the firmament
Thou hast risen up, darkened these stars
Thou smotherst light, makest dry up my fountains
Enshroudst my glint, henceforth I belong to thee

Forlorn in distress, lonesome in restless pain


4. MY INNER DARKNESS

Darkness, my sense while living
I am the sin of thy being
Thou art the hate in my words

In the paleness of the night thou enchantst my illusions
Never wouldst thou leave me in my eternal sorrow

Darkness, thou fire of glory
Which slowly distorts me
Shining through my spiteful eyes

Darkness, my soul is thy slave
Endeavours to defend itself
It is thy own smile, lurking in my face,
Which seduces the unsuspecting ones
I don't want to hide anything
Neither my ignorance nor my fear,
Nor the plain dread, that my attempt could fail

My inner darkness

Is it granted to me to serve thee
Maybe I should even adore thee

Darkness, my sense while living
I am the sin of thy being
Thou art the hate in my words

Satan, thou fire of glory
Which slowly distorts me
Shining through my spiteful eyes

My inner darkness