Behold, winter twilight I feel the chill of autumn´s end The night to come is long It is waiting for me to make the call Dig up the remains with delicate reverence Remove the dirt that kept them still Pry open the lid of this inner sanctum that served as a house for the rotting Enter night of desecration where the constellations are aligned I have read the signs in fire Found the voice within to rise this chant An altar for the bones, crimson flows into silver chalices Sigils of candle wax will take our voice beyond the grave Rise now to share your wisdom Manifest yourself from the deep unrest
We shall seek the answers right into the eyes of d**h itself Into the eyes of d**h itself The storm brews up, tree branches rattle Step up and show yourself Show us your unearthly secrets Tell us of our fate to come Behold, the stars are right Open wide your eyes as a chosen witness Through the black canopies the wind conjures a voice It spoke of abysses that can´t be reached by knowledge Taking perception through realms of cosmic dread In which the mortal mind cannot withstand enlightenment Truth wrote a threnody for sanity