3. Mirages For The Eyes Of The Blind
The light I see is none...
It doesn't shine, doesn't murder the dark
Was not created by the white one
Not existing for your undimensional eyes
The black I see in none...
Not a shattering, but a creating one
A spectrum of unreal colours
And a thrust for your numb existence
You are alive, I am not
You are dead, I'll never be
My face is an earthly mask I never asked for
So I'll leave it behind and will never return
Longing for worlds which my astral mind has seen
Here I stand, flesh and blood
Laughing and crying, betraying the earth
But have you really even thought this shell is me ?
As your reality crashes into the void
I sit beside Satan and watch you die
5. The Elder God (My Dragon Magic)
I am thine inmost self
I gaze out upon thy world of coloured lights from the darkness
The darkness behind thine eyes
I am the most ancient one, the creator of the gods
I am the changing and the changless one
I am the source of all that is
In what thou called dreams, I gather my forces
In what thou called reality, I stage my dreams
I am the true god, the only god which is
My dragon magic is sweet, for I will never grant thee thy wishes...
I drink the life essence of those who exist only to serve my will
Your dreams are my life, the bridge between the
Transcendental metamorphosis take place
As certain as the night follows the day
Your mortal human avoidance of hurt feelings will cause you to feel -
The pain of death
Realize that the powers of the dreams are five, dimensions unseen...
Astral reflections have immortalized me once, in a time before time
Join those who've risen, bnU rEb kU cAn A, Hekal Tiamat!
What follows is the breaking of the seventh seal
The final harvest is close, see the banner of the winged skull of UR
The gates of the greatest power shall be flung open -
To the farthest reaches of all possible universe...
Your world will be swept up with the agony of billions
I am the undead who've risen, but time grows short for me
I am patient 'cause I am eternal
I am an elder god, the vampirelord - bow down before me
8. Spektrale Schattenlichter
Schmerz ist das Wissen...
Der am meisten weih,
Der fiihlt am tiefsten die schreckliche Wahrheit,
Dah der Baum der Erkenntnis nicht ist -
Der Baum des Lebens...
Mein Schmerz des Seins...
Der die Unsterblichkeit erahut -
Und den Gott der All-Einheit verhähut...
Ich leide, rase!
Aber in thronender Weisheit, unseliger Ruh,
Herrsche ich immer...
Und fehle nimmer...
In ehrener Rüstung mit jenes Gedanken Wehr,
Der deimen Himmel den Blitz entrang
Der nachging der Sphären Gang...
Der durch Spektrale Schattenlichter,
Dein Geheimins erzwang...
Woran sie nur glauben...
Sei's, dak sie Welten in der Sonne eutzünden.
Oder sei's, dak sie den Leib im Grabe bewegen.
Nicht's wird geschehen, woran sie glauben...
The taste of tears is bitter -
But the taste of revenge is sweet...
Thy flesh is weak -
But I am not from this time
Just like the wind...
Gazed upon future dimensions -
Through the spectral shadowlights...
The portal of my fate appears... soon...