Ad Noctum

Swept in a distant dream, I am bound
 As a cunning waver trapped in it's line
 Facing the cold, stuck in the mould
 The magma here under makes fire seems cold
 And I've been down below
 And I've been high above
 From flaring field of fiery formations
 The sub dimensions aflame
 Like a havoc in black when the force turns back
 The surface tears open spills blood from it's cracks
 The cause of the essence sharpen the lines of dimensions
 I am raised by the fields, by the highlands
 The minded mountains of old
 Where the river starts roaring I roam
 Where the wind comes moaning I wander alone
 AD NOCTUM
 The course of the essence sharpen the lines
 Of the dimensions I am trembling between
 The inner cause of the utter cause
 Reflections of the core
 The furious nightmare of reckless erosion
 Falling and climbing
 A loop of convulsion
 An eruption of evil takes form (it is I)
 What once where shattered is gathered
 Stand tall aim towards the night
 AD NOCTUM
 The course of the essence sharpen the lines
 Of the dimensions I am trembling between
 The inner cause of the utter cause
 Reflections within the core
 Fire burn wisdom in me
 Wisdom set mind and spirit free
 Moonlight show me the mysteries of life
 Winternight give me clearsight and storms to fight