| In The Still Of A Northern Fullmoon |
| | Blackened night, growes of north; my dark abode
All sences set to mind as moonlight lits the snow
At one with the night of nocturnal existence
the stars; my as hate inside me grows
I've walked the earth, I've seen the stars
I've raged against the just;
to spread thefear in the feeble mind of christ
And as I die, in the name of myself I die
to enter new dimensions; make the darkness break it's way
And as I die, by the knife in the dark I die
Infernal war and fevers, infest this world with pain
I travel north where winds if dark desires blows
...to darkness I shall go
The skies above; the stars are growing dim
...in the darkest times I die
Alone I cry; hear my hail to this night of bloodshed
AloneI die; as my body bleeds death shall be my key
...to emerge into sleep
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