Album: Quaerite Lux in Tenebris (Exploring the External Worlds)
In the vault of our fears we never wished to reveal,
In the kingdoms of our dreams we always craved to re-conceal
We travel off the routes, off the common paths,
Begging to bring back our darkness, to bring back your sun
The road goes further on the sulphurous domain
Them, hunting in the night, we watch and join this precious quest
We celebrate the moon with feasting upon our graves
The time approaches and the starlit skies grant us their holy burden
In this neverending hunt for blood, the sweetest nectar of our youth
We rape and violate to reach self-perfection in an unimaginable ecstasy
Tranquil and soothing is our withering disgrace
Trembling and momentous in it's misty, precious haze
The death arrives at last, this is the final hour
The lunar spirits fade away getting back the faceless dawn
We reach the peak in our passionate endeavor
And remain silent swirled in approaching storm of flesh
Crowned ourselves the kings of blasphemy
Climbed upon the highest of the thrones
Devouring true wonders of this universe,
We are the bastard sons of ages