Mist of the night
Fornever to breathe into dark
Solate to this
Immence valour within the dead
Setting the lunar dawn
Acrimonic desecrate beneath
Daze into this clowdy path
That no start to mortals had know
Darkness ride
Into nebular ash
Smoke of despair
Teaches left and right
Anxiety fed into panic
Freezes this will to live
Reaching without moving
This nebular trance of the dead
Inside light
That burns and draws illusion
Lie to the eyes of the world
Mocking and hiding the light
To this fools
No soul and no voice
Loss to this path and honor to the void
Those who swallow truth
And vision of ages of times never known
Pasion to death
And to walk this clowdy dark
ride thee nebulah
Immence clowdy scalb
Mist of the night
Fornever to breathe into dark
Solate to this
Immence valour within the dead