ENTHRONING SILENCE

Unnamed Quintessence Of Grimness Unnamed Quintessence Of Grimness Drowned in dusk touching universe An useless pray to entrap an aeon You know we die? You know the blood stopped its way? In the fire all intentions are burning Lights are riding from this useless world Leaving oblivion behind Sufferance I know you You are the mother of my desires Hate I bless you You are the father of my rebirth I am the bastard son of this world Unnamed quintessence of grimness I am the virtue of humanity __________ Thy Essence Along forgotten shadows of blood In the dark endless Remembering the night that hidden us We have wandered silent through centuries Sons denied of a sleeping father We have lived hidden life from you Scarred eyes Silence embraced us Pregate o Hoi figli di un mondo bastardo I vostri simboli non vi salveranno We are too far Beyond your ruins Beyond our triumph __________ Golden Paths Of Suicidal Abyss Life seems so far from here Bleeding in the dust with fear Frost essence embraces the smell of thy words As I fall in desecration Vortex devours certain in this march to abyss Delirium path to pain Hallucinating senses I without soul as blood frozen on rotten soil Tonight my thoughts are flesh touched by the unknown Pureness rotten in perfection __________ Embraced To Cosmic Infinity Let me hear the echoes of my years Let me ride through the winds of fate I will cry for the fatal down For your frozen séance I will dream of bleeding flames Swimming in the void Let me dream of my enemies defeated Embraced to cosmic infinity This struggle I long for It burns me It devours me Embraced to silent infinity __________ Renaissance Silence it shall be Magic sound of Fimbulwinter And this frozen ash Shall be our way Blind in the flames of destiny I shall open my eyes Confessing you among thousands faces And then fire shall live in Autumnal mysts Sacrifice Conquering the night That has been ours Open your wings To my horizons To fame my whispers __________ Transfiguration Of The Triarch Nel mio spirito Ombre e nebbia riposano silenziose Mentre ricordi di lontane congiure Mi fremono nel sangue Ho vista la putrida farsa Del vostro torvo disegno trasformarsi In vendetta e con lei messi deyli aridi Campi di odio da voi coltivati Il sale sulle mie ferite non fa piú male Le vostre sporche menzogne non mi Feriscono piú Sono la polvere dei vostri fallimenti Eterna trasfigurazione