Ordre Et Decadence

[Music by Arkdae and Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Hylgaryss]. . Libera me, de morte aeterna, in die illa tremenda,. Quando caeli movendi, sunt et terra, dum veneria,.

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Out Of Nothing

Make enemies of truth and reason. In that a rage is born. Start out a promise and a venture. Where direction was never the goal. . How does it feel. To run out of nothing.

One Thought

Insufficient facts make up for a frail foudation. Breeding the obscene for the opinion customized. Is the insight null and substance void upon these wheels.

On Your Time

neither here nor there in our unity of twine. solitary sanity, traded in for life. . once we crawled into the artificial night. all was left and I arrived on your time.

Of Chaos And Eternal Night

By the wind and by time, by everything that flees. A torment of my liking: exploring extremes. All thoughts secluded as fear stalks its blooded soil. In the winding path where a chain now rattles.

One Son Of The Northstar

One endless cold star. Here I stand... following. Thy dark spirit... thy faint light. A path across my dreams. Take me far... into the unknown fly. Over a desert... a snowfield.

On The Top Of The Falconhill

On the top of the Falconhill.... I was standing surrounded by solitude. Evening breeze as my only friend. It was a beautiful dusk of November. Darkness wrapping around the hills where paths end.

Outsider

I walk the length of a cigarette. Back to the place with the guardians (?). He's got that shit right behind his lip. I know he's always holding. . I make my way to the fray kids (?) bar.

Of Vision And Mental Derangement

lies and vice burn my head in obscure rooms. rush of womans' robe turns me to stone. in the door the nightly silhuette. upon my head a rising shade of death.

...of Melancholy Burning

Jackal, aches for pain beyond me. Bestiality beacons, the anger set free. For there is no pain greater than thine. For there is no gain but the fury inside.

Opening

Words mean nothing and are useless in the face of time. And I don't want to be walking on my own.

Overture (atilla)

Opaque Brotherhood

[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]. Last of a dyin breed, soil of the Earth. Policed and been hated by the Church since birth. Bent and forgotten was the Prophet in the Prophecy.

Otok

postoji otok osunan. nekima od nas. od davnina znan. o njem od djetinjstva. razmi?ljam. a sad je stigao i taj dan. . pa zbogom. . Sive luke i oblaci. di?em sidro i odlazim.

Of Sceptre Their Ashes May Be

Hellchild, be awaken. time to remember the rules. the centuries bleed,. the masters are dead and gone .... Dance again this winternight. past and present shall unite.

Overture

One-night Fall

By sharing what's divine. You don't become an angel. The devil's got many faces. All looking into mine. A man among the beasts. A sheep among the wolves.

On The Darkest Day

So before I'm gonna try. Your picture takes my last caress. I say goodbye. For uncertain is the way I take. So I will swallow this. Before I close my eyes.

Older Than Time Itself

(Hoglan). What have we done?!?. The box has been opened we fall. Three words are unleashed to plague us to the end. Stick around and witness our demise.