Grotesquery conceiled (within measureless magic) - Dimmu Borgir

«In the shadows of my gallow

I’d rather absent the hallow

(For) thy presence made pleasure of pain

(And) thy madness turned sanity into vain

Profoundly wicked owner of soul

The mysteries of thy creation beheld by ghouls

Diabolically disguised hevenly bodies

(And it’s)atrociously desired primordial elements

Plunging through the confused beart of sulpur

In all this darkness, how can man see

«Pour misguided fool …

It is not god you are talking to I am not impostrous, hiding behind perly walls

However, i am still yet to be found, known

I shall guide you on your midnight-ride as the sun fades black

(And) beyond your grotesque imagination

My name will be revealed…

The blod of christ can’t heal your wounds

Give me all of yours, and i’ll give you mine…»

I am the hidden fantasy

In the secret of my knowledge

There is no god but me In this shadowy world all are nameless

Outstanding, dresssed in majestic splendour

Touched by the flames of eternal fire

How i long for your embrace, uttermoust desire