1. ONWARD TO BONES HOLLOW YAWN... (Intro)

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2. ROAMING DEPTHWARDS

In this Wolf Hour, among the anxiety and calm,
I lay among the bones...
Thus I step now the path of Search in my dreams...
Shall I behold the traces, shall I pass them forth?
Or I remain (in) this pit forever cold?
May pile of darkness bury me in hairs,
And ghosts of abyss feast upon me...
Thus, I begin my depthwards roam,
The flare of sky shield, is not to seduce me...
Into darkness, through weaves - that's my aspiration ...
...streams flowed from hands to the bones...
I choose the dark paths...


3. TO WALK IN BLOOD... TO STEP A BLOOD

...Streams flowed, creeping (forth) into the dark...
Upon the Pathway, transformed their patterns
Seductive to the shadows with a scent
And crimson haze of the oblivion ...
To walk in blood... to step a blood...
Am I chose Pathway?
A distant river bring the streams of ash,
And dust - is river's foam...
A dust of life, of time and death.
Towards it's shores - walk in blood...
And step upon the blood ...
I chose the Pathway Dark!


4. ...THEY WIPPED BY FEAR...

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5. PURIFICATION PATH

...Streams flowed...
Led straying through the roots, bones and rotten moss...
I felt the fingers of the dead by feet sink deeper, every step, they whipped by fear ...
By scourge of madness urging mind
Arising barriers to clarity and coldness...
Purification path towards abysmal river...
...And Abyss - is that river,
Streaming it fed the roots eternally...
I come, the source at hand - where blood is mixed with ash...
What's waiting for me?...
Shall I return?...


6. ...AND SHADOWED BLACKNESS DARKER...

...Washed by the ash... here on the edge of Abyss
I was awaiting, staring into dark and listening grim roar of silence...
...The more I looked, the more unveiled was the visage I faced,
It came to me, it crushed space by void and shadowed blackness darker...
...And shadows grim I saw... like pitch they chained and draped me...
...Tormenting from inside, torn and shred my flesh, and fed the river stream...
...And this voidcrusher visage held a head in hand... it was my head...

Inhaled ash of life, the dust of time and death
I saw the Dead arisen -
A daring one who laid upon the bones...


7. INHALED ASH OF LIFE, THE DUST OF TIME AND DEATH (Outro)

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