[lyrics by Carl-Michael]
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence
melted in my hand
As clear as my gleaming sorrow
A spectral fascination
For irony to serve
are the glorious those who triumph
in a kingdom of eternity?
...a castle of sand
whose roof has sheltered my
I sense "the absence of triumph and lust
abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand"
A whore gave birth to the flies
...who flew away with my beauty
A virgin gave birth to my masks
I simulate the absence
"To enter a kingdom of
flesh - a ghastly worn shadow
A fiery picture of poet in hel"
Forlorn I was as poets should be
I am as chosen as the weaver himself.
1 | Quintessence |
2 | Rust |
3 | Wreak |
4 | The Pagan Winter |
5 | I, Voidhanger |
6 | Soulside Journey |
7 | Command |
8 | Under A Funeral Moon |
9 | The Serpents Harvest |
10 | Earth's Last Picture |