1. SACRED VICTIMS

Sacred Stones;
Dripping blood of blind mob was overflowed
You must die for Thy Gods;
Sacrifice must be done...

Push me down from stairs of stone
Take my soul with last breath...
Let my bones be lumber of Gods
Let My blood be your faith...

Let My flesh feed Thy greed
Faithless ones must be lost
Here I stand on stairs of stone
Now My voice is choked down

Sacred victims...


2. IN THE WINGS OF DOOM

Welcome to The land of six, six, six
Down on Your knees and kiss my rings
Here I am to burn Your world
With no mercy I’ll grab my sword
Drink my anger – my rage
You will burn in the fire of hell...

I will mark circles at midnight
From which They will crawl out and eat Your souls
...and every black candle on My altar
Will tear apart Thy innocence

I am The sign on cloudless sky
In the night I drown Your stars
...and now I listen to Your prayer...
Now I know why You fear The darkness

Weakness must be destroyed
To defeat plague of this world

Es war geboren in des Christengottes Zeit
Ein Bub - so die Legende - mit des Schöpfer's Fähigkeit


I hear cry of unborn children
In this night I’ll taste theirs mother’s blood
Flames and swords become Thy destiny
I must start to clean this world

Dying world with no hopes
In The wings of final doom
Crying souls full of loss
Drowning in The clouds of gloom


3. UNKNOWN WHISPERS

I hear every lie, that flows from Your mouth
Every whisper by Your lips like razors cuts my mind
Lies... You feed Thy lambs
Prayer... It’s masquerade
I’ll fly above the night
To cut Your sacred heads

Invisible shape stands behind me
His voice, like bell – rings in my ears
Faceless wraith with burning eyes...
He spoken to me with spells of might
His Knowledge, which I acquired
the key to the fall of myths
It’s the beginning of cursed cry!!!

I will count Thy falling angels, burning in the flames of loss...
Ashes from their wings will fall on the earth like snow...

In void that I’m breathing
Inside my loss, between doubt and rage
With the cry of madness
I shut this book of lies


4. YGGDRASILL

Resurrected are all My burying hopes
Sadness strips My arms
Now I am flowing on broken wings of loss
Within the frozen clouds
Stumbling on The roots of doubt,
That enfold The castle of Niflheim
Trying to find the way out,
Or just a safe place for our camp

The miss voice from deep inside
A stony statue drips with moss
It’s jags will never be repaired

Here I see My ancestors in darkness
Drowning in the sea of frozen tears
Grab your axes and fight by my side – Brothers
The time for final battle has come

Burning Stars...
Now I see the glowing eyes of Dragon...
Well of life...
We’ll survive, ‘cause We drink The essence of might

Restless climb through the branches,
Through the lands of chill and pain
Golden Bridge is our salvation
Without breath we must stand to final fight


5. RED THIRST

Falling... into the cold veil of the night
Through dusk...
Through flowing blood in Thy Heart
It’s the call...
From deep void of the pale moon
My tomb...
Now is the home of Thy doom

Come... come My Child and drink My blood
It’s the essence of time
Without pass...

It’s time...
Time for death...
Night has come...
For You – My child
From now on Your body is cold
And Your mind will last in eternal dream...

Sweet child I wish You were dead

I feel pale cry of the moon
Pain and chill are in My blood
Breathing with the fog of loss
You’ll see the beauty of the night

Falling through void, through thirst, through pain...


6. AWAKENING

Through my land filled with dead souls,
Where all the light is gone and echoes of the past are brought with every step.
It's a desire that turns everything in my trembling mind into ashes, all words are useless.
Wisdom from the edge of insanity.
Blasphemy that was risen in heart of abandoned ones
Grows and feasts on wicked minds of blind mass
All those sleepless nights filled with awaiting for the sign of truth ; useless

Chants from your lips, like dropped tear, falls into my empty soul ;

Awaking is near, the war has begun and dispelled all the hesitation with their blood;
I see every answer in that darkness
Madman whispers his prophecy.

Chants from your lips, like dropped tear, falls into my empty soul


7. LORD HYPNOS (IN FLAMES COVER)

I lie in your soothing arms, lord Hypnos
your garment alive with your song
I lie in your soothing arms, lord Hypnos

Steep the spiral to your far abode,
in the wake of slumber, on visions I rode
and fell like history through the chasm of ages
into the charged, forbidden zones

How I have searched
through a million worlds and faces
yet unaware, I have not found
my own true face, traceless and profound

So, find me in these grandiose halls
where long ago summers eternally fall
and tune the strings of truthful longing
to the frozen music of gods

"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar" (cometh from afar)

Hypnagonia's lucid horizons
I play with the yearning I've quelled
as I strike towards the Pantheon
and what therein is held