In The Mist Of The Twilight

You Could See Me Come

To Walk The Endless Woods Alone

The Earth Is Freezing

As I Walk It Become Colder.



Forever Descending In A Place Of The Moon

Where Shadows Moves With Grotesque Eyes

Where Demons Rise



Surrounded By Black And Mourning Moonfog

And The Eyes Of The Dark Ones

Sempiternal Woods Wait Only For Me

A Path Opens Clearly

The Sun No Longer Rises

Over Cold And Forgotten Valleys

The Sun No Longer Rises

Where I Walk And Where I Come

I Believe In Tragedies

I Believe In Desecration

To The North And Into Eternal Winters

To The North In The Grip Of Eternal Frost