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• The Endless Spheres - Penitent
• Into The Great Inferno - Penitent
• Ancient Despair - Penitent
• Into The Vast Eternity - Penitent
• Ancient Wisdom Of The Forest - Penitent
• The Undertaker - Penitent
• Voices In The Night - Penitent
• The Test Of Time - Penitent
• Manifesto - Penitent
• Silence - Penitent
• The Birth Of My Funeral - Penitent
• The Arcane Epitaph - Penitent
• Possessive Thought - Penitent
• Phantasm Of Lost Existence - Penitent
• I Die And Become - Penitent
• Entering The Gate - Penitent
• God And Country - Penitent
• Despair - Penitent
• At Feasts Full Of Warm Blood - Penitent
• A Bleeding Heart Of Desire - Penitent
• A Last Temptation - Penitent
• A Gate To Past Times - Penitent
• My Secret Garden - Penitent
• In The Infinitely - Penitent
• In Mortal Darkness (Life & Death Part II) - Penitent
• Black Is The Sun Shining - Penitent
• A Cathedral For The Silent Dead - Penitent
• Autumn Is The Beauty Of Pain - Penitent
• A Mournful Bridge Over A River Of Tears - Penitent
• In Mortal Fear (Life & Death Part I) - Penitent
• The Path I Follow - Penitent
• Necropolis - Penitent
• The Shadow Of Sorrow - Penitent
• The Dance Of Demons - Penitent
• The Black Lake - Penitent

I walk among the withered graves
Through the corridors of time
Halls cast in iron and stone.
I speak through the darkness of my soul,
I see a flame flickering in a distant corner
Like the beacon among the stars,
upon the nightblue sky
Far away on tracks unveiled
Beyond the treasures of history
Whispering to me... as the wind among the trees
With the tone of the soft, complaining flute
Thine eyes mirrored in chaos
Exposing thy very self
In the night I shall come to you
An image by your thoughts created.
A child born in thy mind
Created by the illusions of life
So far away from reality
All are forsaken
Take a step through the mirrored halls
The corridors of time.
Voices echoing
From the walls screaming
Telling tales lost in time
Tormention in ages we dimly remember
A distant light shimmering
As one walk through the catacombs
Into the endless spheres
The rays enlightening the void of life
Echoing voices in the dark
Oh How the wounded cries
Twisted voices never fade
Resounding through eternity
No describing words
Into the endless spheres we float
Entranced by the beauty of the tormented spirits

There is a passage.
A sparkling gate to a world unknown.
Many paths to walk upon.
Roads that are not for humans.
Visions of a long forgotten land.
A world untouched by man.
Below is the pit of cold winds.
A place where hollow anxiety reigns.
Cold is the universe of intense wishes.
An eternal emptiness.
Infinite is the longing.
The wish to enter this passage.
Intense is the wish that won`t fade away.
Longing for the ultimate fire.
The suffering in the valley of death.
For ever the flames will eat your flesh.
I need no suffering flames.
That I have experienced here on earth.
Send me into the great inferno.

Dark autumn... Sweet misery.
I whisper and softly embrace you.
As dark silhouettes we drift into the night.
Pale images summons the night.
In nightly silence I dream of you.
A thundering voice of pain and sorrow.
Calling with the sound of falling rain.
Sorrow grows chains of strength.
Candles burning in a darkened room.
In haunting silence sadness reach out for me.
A lost life painting pictures of loneliness.
Life brings forth a crying voice.
I was given life but as shadows it vanished.
The past is a flash of sad dreams.
My heart bleeds with blood dark as the night.
Tears like rivers flowing into cold seas.
In the darkness of my past I dwell.
A sorrowful cry speaks to me.
I tread upon the ground of my sorrows.

A pale shadow I am.
The shadow of my early existence.
A depressed being...
Filled with the joy of sorrow.
I am not of their kind.
Of sorrow I was born.
Gloomy are the feelings carried inside.
Dark is the core of my soul.
Feel the grief of an empty heart.
My heart is shattered.
Silent is my tears.
Quietly they sweep my face.

Far away where the woods are dark.
There I sit by the tree of wisdom.
Never to be closer to its essence.
I now await its hidden knowledge.
I cry for my soul is wounded.
When you come you smile,
and do not find it strange that I am alone.
I am cherished by your beauty as I am waiting.
You ask me what my wonders are.
My instant response tells you;
I feel all alone.
You say I cannot possibly mean so.

You will give me your heart.
That`s what I deserve.
Forever mine to keep.
That`s your gift to me.
It`s your own life,
but you sacrifice it.
You live for happiness.
Such a thing does not exist.
Just one of your illusions.
Happiness does not exist.
Only the beauty of pain.
Your life is mine to keep.
Farewell to you.
Now that your flesh is mine,

A whisper along the edge of dawn.
The darkness of night holding its breath.
Suffering a cosmic loneliness.
My constant shadow touched me.
Blessing the whispers of the night.
The voice of the underworld.
Suffering in a lonesome wilderness.
Night took on a deathly look.
Dancing into the unknown.
Now I see... I see their faces.
Their eyes glowing in the night.
Becoming one... Becoming Eternity.
I listened to the voice of silence.
Voices in the night...
Sing your songs of despair.

An epic world.
A vital culture.
Mystery across centuries.
Whispering hymns.
Drowning in beauty.
A new solution.
Pain inspires.
The new generation.
An era of pain.
A time of no compromise.
A tradition of tomorrow.
A burning passage.
A clear vision.
A journey through time.
One tragedy never comes alone.
Time travels.
Decades left behind.
Asleep...
Blow your horns.
One voice.
Twice chosen.
Instant views.
O... Brave new world.
Art is fact.
Imagination memory.
I know...
Time has no barriers.

My excentrifying impulse
Tell me.. Please
Brothers rip the wings off
The sky in flames
The stargates crumbles
Into my fields of misery
Betrayal of the gates
(famous explorer in head)
Drink the serum to explore
Drink... drink at me
Skull smashing anaesthetic surgeon in mind
So they closes my passage to freedom
Anaesthetic? Me live!
Sky purple... colour dead
Dead puppets
I refuse to believe
My manifest... My madness
The stargates crumbles
Into my fields of misery
Drink the serum to explore
Drink at me
My manifest... My madness

Quietly we are sitting there.
Touched by silence.
Everything else has disappeared.
Time goes by,
but still everything is silent.
Suddenly you can hear the rustling.
The flames stands high.
You can hear the beams fall
when they hit the floor,
but still everything is silent.
The silence is unbroken.
Strengthened by the silent puff of wind
we sit there all by ourselves.
Nothing trembles us from our trance.

Life is nothing.
Nothing but a long journey.
Passed years turns to dust,
and you enter another world.
As a star at dawn...
As the candlelight in your dreams...
Death smiles in silence,

Leafs are falling, black and lifeless.
Wind of autumn, carry them away... far away.
Wandering beneath the trees.
Dancing with the cold shadows.
To the tunes of the gloomy rivers.
A melody of darkness with a song of no words.
The arcane epitaph of the long lost images.
Visions floating away to where only memories exist.
Memories of ancient kingdoms rising to the surface.
I dance and remember the moon and the stars.
As the wind sweeps my face I see the moon.
In the river with a touch of autumn.
Fog covering my feet in the first season of mist.
A crown of shadows drifting away in the rain.
Leafs of autumn, black and with no life.
This mournful play is the floating birth of desire.
Mysterious secrets arise in the absence of light.
Gloomy in a silent time life is the process of dying.
As a feast for the dark autumn is the funeral march.

As a shadow you walk through life.
Nobody wants anything from you.
Nobody is waiting for you.
Few know you exist.
The crown of all creations.
The worst and most hated are you.
The thought are mans biggest curse.
You were not strong enough to carry it.
The thought became your burden.
Painful it is for he who picks it up,
because he shall carry its weight.
From life into eternity he shall carry it.
The thought is possible,
but only for he who seeks.

In a long wrathless reverie
Spectacular displays of human suffering
Wrapped in endless cycles
Understanding life and death
To suffer all its torments
For a few moments of glory
Eternal fire and torment
Everlasting torment
Until time is no more
I felt life burning
Through the coldness of myself
Invading every particle of me
I felt pain in my heart
I was too miserable
To take much consolation from feeling good
Eternal fire and torment
Everlasting torment
Until time is no more
I felt that profound release
Of the utterly grief-stricken
I was perishing from exhaustion
I was worn and miserable
Like mortals who tumble through life
From cradle to grave in oblivious slumber

Death kills the flame of life.
Ends our present existence.
A transformation to come.
Death of the former self.
The total destruction of form.
We turn loose the old,
and face our own renewal.
The recognition of ones true being.
Death and birth.
None will be avoided.
Both part of a never-ending cycle.
All roads unite in dark decay.

I sat under the arrow of mourning...
Washing my mind in the rain,
while counting the drops as they fell down.
I found the key to my soul.
Hidden in the garden of memories it was.
I listened to the voice of silence,
and moved into the unknown with a calm soul.
Away I rode on waves of pain.

Since my long forgotten love
Death became my love
Shadows embrace the lunatic
I believe no doctor
System fail
For god and country
Dissolved solution
White walls
White walls
Red pill... red pill
Black night
Black night
Tyranny
The symphonia of my childhood
Erase... tyranny
The celluloid past... tyranny
In negatives
Anticipate... hallucinate
Crucify... crucify
30 silver coins
The Emperor... The Empire
My Emperor... My Emperor
Erase
White walls
My madness
My symphony

A deadly suffering filled with pleasure.
A necessity giving you the breath of life.
Behind the black mask...
Beyond the night.
In silent solitude one dwells in sadness.
Death smiles to me... laughs at me.
A millennium of nights shall be mine.
Desperate is the senselessness of time.
An ocean of darkness.
Unbearable is the pain of doom.
A wretched beast of remarkable dreariness.
The feeling of being abandoned caught me.
A loneliness calmer than any emotion.
The deadly silence.
A suffering expressing the most exquisite beauty.
I felt lost... Almost desperate.

Good and high.
The sky darkened.
The sweet blood coming on.
Dark and deep.
A grey anvil of clouds.
Thoughts spinning away.
Broken by a hollow whistling sound.
The life on blood.
I was back in the woods again.
An awesome piece of work.
Sparkling like frosted flakes.
A delicate one.
Sugar to my vampire eyes.
Sparkling like a spider web.
I stop on the path sprinkled with dew.
Alive on blood a grey shadow drops.
Like a stone. Rises with beating wings.
Over a thin chattering sound.
Flickering torches.
A graveyard at dusk.
The soft glow of a cavern.
The lore of vampires.
Other things are good in their ways...
...but give me blood.
Darkness in latitudes falls swiftly.
At feasts full of warm blood.

Come to me on your dark path.
Join me in my search.
In my longing for something more.
As a spiral of sorrow it is.
A guidance of the sadness within.
Let the grey clouds cover me.
Fill me with cold fog.
As sadness turns to grief.
Mourning over what I cherish.
For I know it can not be true.
Tears fall from the corners of my eyes.
My heart bleeds.
Once again I am able to feel.
To touch the skin of a heavenly creature.
Arising is the secret I once had.
Shivering I am.
Boiling is the blood in my veins.
Nothing more could I ask for.
Desire... Your name is sorrow.

A pale shadow I am.
The shadow of my early existence.
A depressed being...
Filled with the joy of sorrow.
I am not of their kind.
Of sorrow I was born.
Gloomy are the feelings carried inside.
Dark is the core of my soul.
Feel the grief of an empty heart.
My heart is shattered.
Silent is my tears.
Quietly they sweep my face.

Mysteries of ancient times.
Of when our ancestors lived.
Treasures of a forgotten time.
Yet to be revealed.
Ideas of an afterlife.
Ancient views.
A life beyond the grave.
A gate to the past.
The passage to the hereafter.
To dear departed souls.
Packed tombs.
A celestial standard of living.
Mistresses buried with diamonds.
Monarchs accompanied by symphonies.
A stunning array of artefacts.
A long lost custom.
A newly discovered decade.
An era of endless nights in eternity.
The underworld holds many treasures.
Immortality is the beauty of our past.
The quest for everlasting life.
Guarded tombs.
Sacrifice through rituals.
One gives in order to take.
Beneath the remains.
In a flowing robe.
I am the last in my tribe.
The last Shaman.
I sacrifice to the spirits of departed ancestors.
Energy is the source of the rite.
I am the fabulous beast.
Born in the past into the future.

Intense pain.
Deep is the pain of hope.
A feeling you wish for.
You are waiting for a new era.
Impossibility is the name of your hopes.
On the lap of the missing you are carried away.
A thought it is not.
Only your own desires.
"In the night you can hear my voice.
In some you hear my painful screams.
When we are apart I have no choice.
Then I listen to your voice of sadness.
In the night you can see my wounded heart die.
At dawn you can hear me call your name.
When I return I wish to find you there."
One do not wish to die but to rest eternally.
To rest for ever and ever is again a seed.
A place where I decide who stays or not.
Where there is death there is life.
A life beyond the understandable.
A world you can not imagine.

In the mist of the night you faded away.
Like a star you fell from heaven.
The dead life vanished into nothing
when angels sang songs of painful beauty.
You were filled with the joy from your tears.
Like an arrow from the bow
you shot yourself into the universe.

In utter oblivion
In the pale moonlight
Beyond the bounds of eternity
I longed for death
A blur of misty blue
A trick of blinking
Relapsed into deep thoughts
Into silence
Silence blossom into embrace
Of the sorrows of pain and regret
I grasped the scourge
I felt such a craving for pain
The concubine of my desires
For love and beauty
Shrouds on a night-blue sky
The splendour of hidden glories
A veiled... Starry sky
A dawn of chaos
I wanted to die so fiercely

The sun is going down.
Night is closing in.
Darkness falls upon the land.
Nobody knows when the day will come.
The sun has gone down.
The wolfs supremacy rules.
Show weakness and it will tear you apart.
The plague kills the children of light,
who are wandering in the dark.
A new era has just begun.
Now I can see it.
Black is the sun shining.

I walk among the withered graves.
Sorrows freshly bleeds.
I kneel beside the mourning.
Existing for one purpose only.
To die.
In your marble vault.
My echoing song shall sound.
Down into the darkness of the grave.
Lost in a mysterious awakening.
Hidden terrors gently rise.
Solitary passion avails.
Torn among the silent dead.
Hollow they cry.
In the cathedral of grief.
Souls weep with no describing tears.
The last temptation.
Dark is the dwelling of the dead.
Contours in the dark night.
Spilling blood.
The deepest red.

Surrounded by septemberstorm and frosty rain.
Outside I am walking in my own loneliness.
Around me people walk with bended heads.
We all have many thoughts to sort out.
I am outside to touch and to feel the coldness.
Every single person in this town is depressed.
Wind and clouds make me wonder.
What kind of lives do these slaves live?
Rain keeps falling down this evening.
A storm comes in from the North.
Nothing is comparable to the autumn rain.
Dark and sullen, but a beauty to me.
There is nothing more beautiful than this.
Grey and depressing this time of year is.
It has always been my best company.
Different grades of loneliness it holds.
This is the seed of life.
Its sadness only makes me stronger.
Hour after hour I can spend in the rain.

The gracious source of tears.
I cherish you.
Highly I love the images you create.
If I can`t be touched by you,
let me dream of you at night.
Gloomy creations...
The dead arise...
Low they whisper to eachother.
All signs of life is ending,
as you hear the funeral bells.
Life is overclouded.
Empty for months to come.
The mournful time is closing in.
Beauty in the name of sadness.
Autumn is the sorrow.
Come to me my dear.
The season of mourning has arrived.
I become the spirit of grief.
Autumn turns to winter,
and makes me what I am...

The heavy mist.
Keen joys of solitude.
Shrouded and imprisoned.
Chained down by my will.
The flood of human tears.
A sea of weeping.
A piece of the future.
The resurrection of natural life.
One weep in sympathy.
Whisper softly.
A paradise regained.
A new dawn rises.
The splendour of nature and art.
In the land of the infidel.
A whole world of treasures.
Prosperity bursting from the soil.
The infinite explosion of new life.
One morning of spring.
The soul of life and its delights.

"The painful screams of the body,
that is what you can hear...
...before you meet your own shadow."
The path of sorrow I walk upon.
Getting more sad for every step I take.
Darkness cover my eyes.
The roads obstacles I have met.
No light is present on my path.
The end of the road is near.
Kindness is a lie.
Sorrow is my friend.

Many have walked upon this path before me.
Many have been tricked, but I was not.
Here many spirits are haunting me.
I feel the untouchable fear.
It is empty but my eyes still see,
although they are covered by tears.
I still hear the screams of sorrow.
This is the beauty that fills my soul.
In our hands we carry the ancient flame.
The most powerful weapon of all times it is.
We walk in the footsteps of our ancestors.
They who once proudly came here to die.
We are at the same place, but yet another age.
Certain things will always remain the same.
We are now falling into other souls.
They are so many but yet alone.
Everything we pass are scary piles of pain.
That who has been will be burned into our brains.
Unbreakable are the chains of our memories.
Never will I be the one who denies to see.
Still I am able to touch the fear.
Screaming are the thoughts who call upon my soul.
Love is not all and will not come to you here.
Here the silent sorrow tells the whole story.
Now I can see that very spot to myself.

A pale shadow I am.
The shadow of my early existence.
A depressed being...
Filled with the joy of sorrow.
I am not of their kind.
Of sorrow I was born.
Gloomy are the feelings carried inside.
Dark is the core of my soul.
Feel the grief of an empty heart.
My heart is shattered.
Silent is my tears.

Deep into the Norse woods.
Gathered around the fire,
we danced in honour to death.
Alone in the darkness of night.
Dancing around the fire,
we hail the demons of death.
It`s the symphony of our destiny.
Noone trespass on our land.
Death waits for he who does.
It`s the white mans dance.
We are dancing with our demons.
The demons within our flesh.
This is the ultimate ecstasy.
Nothing to compare it with.

It was august.
Already the nights were dark,
but still they were warm.
Warm and soft as black velour.
Black Velvet...
A mix of the deep and dark melancholia.
We wandered in the moonlight.
I remember it was fullmoon.
We hid in the shadows under the trees,
and tried to scare eachother.
As time went by we were touched by the magical atmosphere,
and moved around as silently as possible.
Maybe we had a secret hope.
A hope to see the elves dance in the forests light.
Still the lake was there in front of us.
The moon was bathing in its blank surface.
I remember your body...
Almost completely white in the moonlight.