Lirama

Force of anger
Mordant senseless wrath
Manifold is the terminus of oneself
Invocate ye lord of the left-behinds
Preserving a seat for the weakened minds

Reserving that limpid yet so used
Veil of deceiving hostility
Close now is the threshold of insanity

Neverending force of hatred, fear
Them darkened spheres
Deprecated existence
Manifest of darkness be

Manifest for unspeakable actions
Fire sermons to condemn those fallen
Fallen from pride
Fallen from the manger
Father lend to me thy wisdom
Thy wisdom of old
Now all is (clear):

Pierce the side of the neverseeing blindness
Then hereby be it stated in the name of the forgotten
Father of light
Father of darkness
I will not implore to no master of thine
No way
I will not ever
Everflaming

Intemperate malice in the extreme
Forms are twisted
Everfalling
Crescent skies, the wait, the calling
Eyes unseeing
Stars rearrange
Tears of our blood running from the runes

Misgivings
Fall silent
Excitement
Stir up the spheres
My sweet norderland

To reap the fields of ignorance and lies
Trails of omission swept away
Never to be found again

Release of agony
So nebulous (nebulous)
Yet ominous (yet ominous)
Is the terminus (terminus)
Flames of hatred burn me
Firesoul (hear me)
Blinded fool (take heed to the)
Forgotten twilight
Now kneel to the omniscient dawn

Crimson winds
Ornaments in the dark
The weep of pain
Drowned by tears
Drowned by tears of northerly blood
Runes of force
Fulfillment of a sombre ordeal
I know

Pierce the side of the neverseeing blindness
Then hereby be it stated in the name of the forgotten
Father of light
Father of darkness
I will not implore to no master of thine
No way
I will not ever fall
Everflaming

Everlasting lust for wisdom and for solitude
Coming of dawn
Knowledge in the image of flesh

Unbridled to the world I wander now
Ligth cast upon this place of mysteries
Truth hurts for my tongue is venomous

Unbound, yet bound for disbelief
Darkness, I grasp your every nerve
Everflaming
Now and forevermore