
Date of issue: 20.12.2004
Record label: Moribund
Song language: English
The Wind Stands Silent |
Overdue free-mason gathering |
His eyes pale with anguish |
His eyes blue and changing |
Wander obscure in this forest |
He found a monster |
Born of his dire concentration |
Rushed out like bulls on the mountain top |
In torrents of mud |
With eggs of unnatural premonition |
Formed with hatching |
Somehow down this hill |
An enormous dried serpent |
Scaled his poisonous hoard |
Approach uneven to its knee |
He sat at his dark lord |
With the torrents he threw his fury on |
Brave the conflict |
Inner poison |
And grate the jealousy |
But the dark lord spoke up |
Ever be to his poisonous rock |
Then he polished his rim |
Driving his kingdom apart |
But even now a black can be heard |
A poison rock’s place of silence |
The eldest rocks of all |
A little cloud is seen in the sand |
And so it is through the death of the monster |
Send its rocks swimming and it will drown |
The black cloud in the birth of a new god |
And so saying in torment to the world |
He painted on his enormous rim |
A circle of darkness |
And fixed his sill |
Name | Year |
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In the Valley of Death, I AM Their King | 2007 |
Portions of Eternity Too Great for the Eye of Man | 2004 |