With a shadow cast as heavy as stone, I stand tall
My passion complied with the prophecies told, yet never believed
Intermingled with reason and time – thoughts dissolved
Like feathers they fell to the ground – and as angels they wept when they died
Misery hath brought him near
This libertine stands alone
Delightful deceit of the damned
Death shall but feed with cruel intent
And carnal desires arise
In the bleakening crimson light
The moment is truly sworn
Misery hath brought him near…
I believe in the existence of a nocturnal life force
Beyond the gates of worldly despair
A journey for the soul throughout the void
Where death may be the only source of life…
I demand a greater virtue at daylight’s end
Captured by light’s divine demise – such a glorious death
This silence around me is quite overwhelming – absenting all good
Mysterious force of death and deception - reveal yourself
O’ misery how thou are sweet
Foreverdark in your clasp
Descend from your clandestine paths
Embrace the Perilous One
Crush the philosopher’s stone…
…The moment is truly sworn
He became the swarm
Entranced by a thousand lies
Plagued with the illness of faith
This libertine brought to his knees
Relinquished the struggle for life
As misery drew to its end
Nightside dominions will forever give shelter
And I rest my haunt against these thoughts
This is the night when I was born - where I belong
It’s all I can recall again and again…and again
In the shadowy depths of this circle, of which I seem to dwell
No longer do I find the reason to linger
Through this fantasia we call life
Nightside dominions – come take my life…
Angels did not come to save me; as I fell into torment
A godless being I therefore remain
And I do blaspheme towards all men
Who claim they’re of my kin…
With hatred and anger by my side
I grant life to visions of a darker reality
Words no longer hold any wisdom
Human appearance bereft of all glory
Seeds of life so painfully dying
Misery spawned thorns in my side