Suspiria de Profundis You come to visit me in dreams
In the borderland to where darkness gleams
In a state of bliss long gone from this earth
You appear before me
Far away where the skeletons are dancing
Where the moon is red and the magic is enhancing
Where the black birds are falling from the sky
Holy LibationsFamiliarity trickles down through the narrow corridors of faith
In the pathways of Jerusalem I breathe
Nature's grace, radiantly glowing cold, she pours the wine onto my flesh
I bathe in the stream, I wash away the ash
Throughout the vastness of time - Alone
Throughout the vastness I climb - Alone
In the Dreams of the Dead Mysteries of nature untold
Through the ecstasies unfold
By the grace of the gods
Through the innards of the soul
We bear witness to the Other
To the embrace of the great mother
To the burning in man
Melancholia I'll venture far, I'll reach down to my soul tonight
Through the soil, a journey through dark and light
Black bile, flames flicker like lightning
I hear the dead howl
I hear them screaming at the sundown of the world
They crawl - will they stay or will they come back?
Music from the OtherFrom my domain I need to move again
Out in the night I settle out
Into the mires of my mind
I start to sink, slip in between
To reach the rift between two worlds
Far beyond
In the grand darkness
Strains of HorrorThe presence
The dweller I must strike down
From where I stand
My shadow
On the doorstep we shall meet again
The one who stands guard before the gate
Oh the horror, by dread I'm seized
Strange Gateways Beckon Beckoning
The children of the Night
The spirits of the undead
An the lesser lights
Now the time has come to reach out
We must heed their calls
When Strange Gateways Beckon
The Motherhood of GodBlessed be the hands whose touch is fire
Blessed be a death that takes you higher
Whatever your faith is, that verily is you
The crack in the skull, the knife that cuts you through
Holy bosom, sacred space
Chthonic powers, descending grace
Supreme Mother to the orphans of god
When The Sky Is Black With DevilsThe sky has turned black
By demons with lanterns in hand
The axis is mine to climb, for the light I withstand
The clouds open up as the night's roads expand
The wine is for me to drink, the nectar of eternity
Your ways are torn asunder
My ways are reborn
WindsThere is a way to break the glass
I found a hole in the black mass
There is a place where one will learn to see
To glimpse the vast
Senses speak of something grand
Just beyond the grasp of hand
A place within to wich I wish to return