Swept in a distant dream, I am bound
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As a cunning waver trapped in it's line
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Facing the cold, stuck in the mould
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The magma here under makes fire seems cold
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And I've been down below
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And I've been high above
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From flaring field of fiery formations
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The sub dimensions aflame
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Like a havoc in black when the force turns back
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The surface tears open spills blood from it's cracks
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The cause of the essence sharpen the lines of dimensions
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I am raised by the fields, by the highlands
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The minded mountains of old
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Where the river starts roaring I roam
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Where the wind comes moaning I wander alone
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AD NOCTUM
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The course of the essence sharpen the lines
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Of the dimensions I am trembling between
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The inner cause of the utter cause
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Reflections of the core
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The furious nightmare of reckless erosion
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Falling and climbing
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A loop of convulsion
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An eruption of evil takes form (it is I)
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What once where shattered is gathered
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Stand tall aim towards the night
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AD NOCTUM
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The course of the essence sharpen the lines
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Of the dimensions I am trembling between
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The inner cause of the utter cause
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Reflections within the core
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Fire burn wisdom in me
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Wisdom set mind and spirit free
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Moonlight show me the mysteries of life
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Winternight give me clearsight and storms to fight
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Ad Noctum
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| Borknagar |
