Текст (слова) песни: Borknagar - Ad Noctum

Swept in a distant dream, I am bound
As a cunning waver trapped in its line
Facing the cold, stuck in the mould
The magma here under makes fire seems cold

And Ive been down below
And Ive 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 its 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
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A Tale Of Pagan Tongue
Ad Noctum
Circled
Colossus
Cyclus
Four Element Synchronicity
Future Reminiscence
Genesis Torn
Gods Of My World
Grimland Domain
Icon Dreams
Inherit The Earth
Inner Landscape
Invincible
Liberated
Matter And Motion
Nocturnal Vision
Oceans Rise
Origin
Quintessence
Relate (Dialogue)
Resonance
Revolt
Rivalry of Phantoms
Ruins Of The Future
Sealed Chambers of Electricity
Soul Sphere
The Black Canvas
The Black Token
The Dawn Of The End
The Eye Of Oden
The Genuine Pulse
the Inner Ocean Hypothesis
The Presence Is Ominous
The Stellar Dome
the Weight of Wind
The Winterway
the Wonder
To Mount And Rove
Traveller
Universal
Winter Millenium
Witching Hour