Morkrets Tid - Setherial

Vindar blҐser ¶ver det m¤ktiga landskapet som h¤rjat av blod

¤nnu str¤cker ut sina vid str¤ckta armar l¤ngs med berg ochmed flod

Sargad mot d¶den jag nu gҐr fram

M¶rker;

nu tog mig mot

Natt t¤cker min kropp, sm¤rtan f¶r mig bort

Portar jag ser, m¶rkrets ¶gon ler

Svavar genom portarnasv¤lkomma stillhet;

mot m¶rker jag gҐ

Kastas in i d¶dens sҐ m¤ktiga visdom;

d¤r gl¶mska bo

M¶rkrets tid kom fram och mottag nu mitt blod

M¶rkrets herrar sprid er visdom pҐ vҐr jord

Nya tider kallar;

m¶rkrets tid

Redan blodet kallnar;

f¶r mig dit

Vidstr¤ckta landskap;

f¶d mig

Storhet skall nalkas;

f¶d mig

Natt t¤cker min kropp, sm¤rtan f¶r mig bort

Portar jag ser, m¶rkrets ¶gon ler

I m¶rker blodet fl¶da;

f¶r mitt liv till ett h¶gre plan

SҐ svart hatet gl¶da;

bryter band till jordiska plan

Winds blow over the mighty landscape ravaged by blood

Still extends its with outstretched arms along mountains and by river

Sargad against the death I now proceed

Darkness;

now took me towards

Night covers my body, the pain takes me away

Gates I see, the eyes of darkness smile

Hovering through the gates welcome silence;

against darkness I go

Thrown into the mighty wisdom of death;

where forgetful living

The time of darkness came and now receive my blood

The lords of darkness spread out wisdom on our earth

New times call;

the time of darkness

Already the blood cools;

for me there

Vast landscapes;

feed me

Greatness must be approached;

feed me

Night covers my body, the pain takes me away

Gates I see, the eyes of darkness smile

In darkness the blood flows;

for my life to a higher plane

So black hatred glow;

breaks ties to earthly planes