Текст (слова) песни: Epoch of Unlight - (From Northern Aeries To) The Infinite Cycle Of The Unborn Lord

[lyrics: LoSicco 96]

I am the word of hate made flesh
Demon Black immortal soul
[Genesis:] at a pool of stinking filth
And again the images unfurl
From me the crimson strings unfold to infinite lengths and points untold
To conquer time alone by will:to BE:forever more
Apoditic evil in the arms of the Unlight
Tribesmen turn from Starside skies:
and venture not unto the north.
As doctrine to their lives:
a fear of death or worse
Cimmerian recursive soul:.the force from which the fountain flows
tributaries in worlds beyond to snuff the lie of light
Enslaved creation molding man as mine or be destroyed
Sheathing drops which fall to earth
and freeze within the night
Sculpt the northern towers high
antithetic windswept plains
From behind the eyes, from within I writhe
With preternatural sense I feel the scarlet flow of life nearby
To mesmerize
The hypnotic beauty in these eyes,
Seek in me and youll find
The truth you so design
Brilliant infinity
Ill send you on your way
From me the crimson strings unfold to infinite lengths and points untold
To conquer time alone by will:to BE:forever more
Apoditic evil in the arms of the Unlight

Другие песни Epoch of Unlight:

(From Northern Aeries To) The Infinite Cycle Of The Unborn Lord
...What Will Be Has Been
Ad Infinitum
Burning As One
Conflagration Of Hate
Crimson Might (And Glory)
Immortal Crucify
Silver Mistress
The Day The Light Hath Died
Undone Within