For decades now
These pools have served
As mass graves
For my sacrifices
In the spring
My senses awake
And I greet
The blessed souls
Of those that I have chosen
Selected from the ranks
Of mediocrity
This is the pit
That I have dug
Here is where I drink
...and drown
Here I nourish
The sheep's heart
During the tides
With moon's passion
I have quenched my hunger again
Now wandering amidst the crystal lakes
The journey has no direction
The soul is already home
| 1 | White Night |
| 2 | Legends In The Bark |
| 3 | Casting No Shadow |
| 4 | Forever North |
| 5 | Old Bark |
| 6 | Cleansing Embrace |
| 7 | Withering Season |
| 8 | Voices Of The Nameless |
| 9 | Fires Of Tradition |
| 10 | Misanthropic Rejection |