The dawn is invisible voices from the depths to the darkest valleys i hold my path undeserved crown unbless thy light these woods with ancient glory roots eternally hide down below with dark spheres among the flames awaken, the forest's soul solace of forest craves my empty soul lost, these hideous creations meaningless, but they will never get me... my grim possessions leading the revenge the heretical mission horns against with floating faces down they soon will sink stigmating the liar the heresy burnes in fire negation..of creation the visions of mutilation carving the lies frustration of passion there is no salvation ad aeternam blasphemia