Sear Bliss

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Awakening, from the other world
Into this real one.
Wolves licking my body, frozen in ice
Desire grows the desire of....

It brings eternal winter
Onto the sizzling countryside.
The mourning is still painful
My soul frozen in ice.

ADRAMARAH calls me again
I stepped into his dream
Piercing coldness embraces me.
I feel the power of the next world
I feel the power of the Lord of emptyness.

Now I think back
A strange feeling, as I lie buried
In the frozen ground, I feel the coldness
Of the sweeping winter storm

2. Twilight

My body is split open
At dawning of pain.
Come, step inside and dream on.
Beautiful suffering it is
On the other side of another dimension.
"With dead bodies we hug each other
I touch you with my ice cold fingers."

Do you feel it?

"We dance together, on the horizon
Of eternal sadness,"

Winter veil covers us.

"Wake up, on the day of your funeral
Praise the Lord"

For this beautiful night.

3. ...Where the Darkness Always Reigned

The pentagram is frozen, in your dark dreams
There are butchered christian priests
Falling in the common grave
Blood of christ paints my face.
Disgraced godly thoughts,
Thousand believers' souls
A burning church brings me joy,
Many believers affection burns in there.

My dark spirit purified after an unholy blasphemy.
Frozen pentagram shines on the night of the massacre.

4. The Pagan Winter

Awesome power
Emptiness
Loneliness
Spiritual journey
On the edge of the horizon.
The moon projects dream images.
Frozen mourning calls
On the eve of the pagan winter

On a November night
Dreamworld, in the frozen
Reflection of the sea.
Internal powers draw me in
Inside my own self.
Paralysed voices
In a virtual reality.

Frozen mourning calls
On the eve of the pagan winter

5. In the Shadow of Another World

The blood on my face
runs from my eyes
and stains the world red
I feel the heat and see the pain
Nothing seems to move
as I watch the future
We`re watching each other
as if we`d never met before
as if we`d never lived before
Only the hidden feelings would burn
and in this world of red
we`re becoming something else

We feel our blood - the lust
As we are dying now
Our whispers will shine
as a sign and as the secret message
of a suffered end...

Voices are coming from inside
They`re becoming stone
There will be tall walls of them
and these mountains will keep our inner world
The deep voice of immortality
These mountains will stand forever
...you can`t destroy them...