of my night etrenal, moonless colder than a death of thousand years in heaven stars as my swans darken the hollow sky of your life I'm a conqueror of
Empyreal Dispair [music: Abate, lyrics: Blachier] ashes in the garden poussiA?re d'étoile sur le lit du destin blood flowing in the garden la
at your sigh whispers that surround me your wings are my coffin secrets unveiled, secrets unveiled secrets unveiled, I pledge to your poetry take me in your
from death And you'll be... free My name is carried by the winds Riding the stream of your nightmares My heart is only your grave Feel the velvet kiss
...we are too blind to see! Once denied and still rejected, You hate the ones who dare To raise against your corruption And break the chains of despair
exhumate all my desires for I dig graves with all yours fears symbols and signs that bleed you dry flying far from mortal life forgetting your tranquillity
Darkness My Bride My spirit wanders in the darkness For ever I will worship her Free from all times Alone with my lost soul, ... my lost soul Roaming
Dark Retaliations Once upon the cross When mankind was lost A human rised and stood against god He gave light to men He brought them the flame To see
, your shapeless beauty... I call the spirits of thousand dead To help me to find my path In the realm of blackness... I see your eyes Abigail, Maggots your
Equinoctial Desires [Instrumental]
, Light is no more... Walk on ! On your path to dismay ! Live all behind, Over your fears, Over your dreams, Over your flesh... In the corner of my mind
to regrets me The bereavement of a nameless body This is what I see... damnation Oh blackness embrace me My goddess take me Black is my destiny But darker is yours
The Awakening [Instrumental]
I spit with joy on your blind ignorance and puke at your so called wisdom Wolves are not yours My pain is yours Until the end of time Wolves are not
the waters of believers, Holding your arms like a cross to be adored. You drawn my essence, My breath was yours And yours were my dreams... You crucified
Last Ember From The Past [Instrumental]
Le Berceau De L'ange (Nocturnal Call Part 3) [music: Abate/Canavaggia, lyrics: Blachier] leaving a cradle of light falling into hell at the first sight
reason twisted minds for perverse tastes a lust consumed by a neverending fire burn my son, light their path, behold their weakness why am I denied by your