Down ever turning spiral
For a call I meant to heed
The air is stale and the ground sighs deep
Souls of the eternal brooding gloom
Start to scream as the walls start to bleed
Everything that is falls apart
The shimmer of illusion, removed
And before my feet, an abyss!
Summoning

The shadows come alive
Creeping forth from the deepest sense of solitude
Watched by a thousand eyes
Dragged down to the bottom of despair
Angels'trumpet sings with the Devil's horn
Between two worlds the Dhampir is born

I have stopped
Frozen in the staircasе
Deep below the earth whеre nothing grows
These stagnant walls of mold and stone
Trying to forestall the passage of time
This somber hole, where death is all

The shadows come alive
Creeping forth from the deepest sense of solitude
Watched by a thousand eyes
Dragged down to the bottom of despair
Angels'trumpet sings with the Devil's horn
Between two worlds the Dhampir is born

The time has come to go on
Alone
So I slowly turn and start to climb backwards
To become

I'm coming back
To the moonlight
To all To all dreams profound
Reaching out for the firmamemnt
To dance on unhallowed ground
Under the stars
My will be my very own wings and carrier
To mount the walls of deliria
And I bear them
The voices of the dead
They cry
Gods of death, I invite you in
To reveal which path is hollow
And break my heart
Grief, cleanse me! I am destroyed!
But also ever so whole through gifts you bestow
Clear inner vision of the art of letting go

Somber night
An abyss gaping wide without end
Great halls of absent light
Deep below the earth
I died and was born again

From the deep they rise
Revenants, angels turned to devils
Blessings turned to plague
Death comes slow under the guise of hope
Dragging you down to their grave
Woeful specters
Feeding on your spleen
Eats away at your soul
Ever gnawing at your bones
So fly! Transform! Become! Transcend!

Somber night
An abyss gaping wide without end
Great halls of absent light
Deep below the earth
I died and was born again

Winds, fill my wings O mighty spirits! Ascend!

Rush through me, phantoms of the deep
The harvest scythe returned and went away
Faster, rising up the spiral to the nightly abode
A pathway is formed
A way through

Night fades to dawn
But dreams never end
Sorrows blown away by the winds
And from this tomb to the sky
I ascend
Never to return again