1. Eternity Rite (Pt. 1 - Sight From The Abyss / The Confession & Prophecy)

I feel this cold darkness
The very emptiness calls me.
Follow me on my path...
Come, sentence this world to death.
Mortal life is nothing -
compared to the void.
Your fears will be ereased
as the thonight (?) reaches eternity.
What onca was balance is now broken.
As this shadows arised
from the depths beyond time and space -
the abyssios beyond the line of mortal imagination
light fades and left no source.
I walked the void...
Here time is the traveller and I am the constant.

2. Demon Eyes

I am one you called -
deep in the night you lost your soul.
Through demon eyes you saw
what lies behind the mask of life.
To ride with me - to cross the firesea...
were these your greatest dreams?
Eternal wisdom you will earn -
far away from present days.
Through demon eyes you saw
the spheres I left for centuries.
Shadows of the worlds beyond -
they touch you like a burning wind.
A circlegate of neverending journeys
in close to the eyes
you now call your own.
Walk the path of spirit
into dimensions unknown.
Through demon eyes you died.

4. Down To The Halls Of The Blind

I can see whart you see not.
Visions milky than eyes rot.
When you turn they will be gone
whispering their hidden song.
Then you see what cannot be:
Shadows move where light should be.
Death is their curse to the sun
to walk the way they had begun.
Out of darkness out of mind
cast down to the halls of the blind.

5. Nightvision

Here at the top of a mountain
in a clear night under the stars
that seem to fall every next moment
I receive a vision.
A vision of a rising empire.
An union of the strong,
built upon the hate in man.

6. Arcanum Mortis

Ecce anus in mediis sedens annosa puellis
sacra facit Tacitae - nec tamen illa tacet -
et digitis tria tura tribus sub limine ponit,
qua brevis occultum mus sibi fecit iter...
tunc cantata ligat cum fusco licia plumbo
et septem nigras versat in ore fabas,
quodque pice adstriuxit, quod acu traiecit aena,
obsutum maenae torret in igne caput,
vina quoque instillat... vini quodcumque
relictum est, aut ipsa aut comites, plus
tamenipsa bibit, "hostiles linguas
inimicaque vinximus ora",
dicit discedens ebriaque exit anus.

9. ...Of Broken Stones

Waters unleashed...
Fires unbound...
Ashes surround my feet
as i see how might could work... once more...
Shadows that embrace me
with their wings of frozen fears -
my elements the necromancer's dream -
tear flesh from bone...
seperate the spirit from flesh.
Stones brokeup, iron melted
as I set my feet at the shores of underworld
Now pure to enter the fotbidden realms
I walked the path of spirit once more.
As pureas the prophecies had told.
"And he shall journey into the realms of the dead,
and hecontent with the forces therein
unto the very gates of despair,
to gain knowledge from the burning lands,
but never he shall return to the world of light."

10. Seelenlos

Blind eyes that see more
as what is hidden in your face
blind eyes see the skull
behind your skin.
It feels you're growing
older with every second.
It sees your decay in every minute.
A soulless corpse with wings of death.
A desolated mind without fears.
This is it what this entity belongs to -
not a linear existence

Dark Horizons

Aus den Kampfliedern
(Alkaios von Mytilene, c. 400 B.C.)
[German translation]

Nicht mehr begreifen kann ich der Winde Streit:
Denn eine Woge wälzt sich von hier heran,
Von dort die andre. Wir inmitten treiben im Sturme
Auf schwarzem Schiffe.

Das Ungewitter bracht' uns in Todesnot.
Schon schlagen Wellen hoch über Bord und Deck,
Durchlöchert ist das ganze Segel,
Fetzen nur flattern von ihm im Winde.

Die Anker halten nicht............

Und bricht die Sturzsee über das Schiff, so schwand
Ihm jede Lust am Kampfe mit Sturm und Meer:
Man meint, die Klippe in der Tiefe
Schlägt es bald leck und zerbricht's in Trümmer.

In solchem Seesturm treibt unser Schiff dahin.
...

Underworld Domain

"I never lived elsewhere
Than in dimensions of fear.
My spirit is enthroned in the land
Of the silent moving shadows.
Where a deep red fountain
Keeps a thousand lakes of blood.
And the stairways to nowhere
Are the only hope
That remains to the souls...
In this eternal realm of pain.
This is the only place
I can remember
In my ancient existence.
And the gate, I am.
Here it's not a question
Of life and death anymore,
But of torment and despair.
Here lie bodies
Of unnameable kinds,
Tortured by soulless demons
...and worse...
Goodness reflects the light,
And evil, bears the seeds
Of all darkness.
These are the mirrors of the soul,
The reflections of the mind.
So choose well, wanderer,
For here lurk truth and damnation.
It belongs to you
And your imagination."

The Infinite

Which way is the right path
As I stand upon
This chaotic crossroad of hate...
How many ways
Are there to roam
On this dark and damned
Road of fate...
There are many ways my son,
To find where the souls
Of demons remain...
But it takes only one second
Of despair
And of doubt until at last,
Your soul they will gain...
Inherit these lands,
These things,
These dreams that are yours,
Forever to adore
For there is no life,
In the depths of chaos,
My son for you to explore.
There are many ways my son,
To find where the souls
Of demons remain...
But it takes only one second
Of despair and of doubt
Until at last,
Your soul they will gain...
Inherit these lands,
These things,
These dreams that are yours,
Forever to adore
For there is no life,
In the depths of chaos,
My son for you to explore.