Nightfall By The Shore Of Time
A shimmer trace of divinity lostIn the beckoning midnight vault(We are) lulled within the wakeof a cold November's nightfallNightfall...
A communion of life and eternity,of Races scattered in the depthsof the universal dark
Above us minds went sailing freeand blossomed in the vast nocturnal sea
Paragon of beauty,Oh, spark of Creation;We march to the rhythm of the Night
Starborn flew the Dove of Manin the eventide of life,whose wonders crownedour yesterdays with light
Fire - Earth - Water - Wind
We lived beneath the waning moon of truthAnd danced in hunger for the Powermind of Youth
Like the dark to a dying Flame;Sweepingly embracing its grieving remainsDefiantly blazing the black that awaitsCounting the days 'til the new Age awaits
Times' lustful cyclones arise,Piercing the fairest of SkiesIn elysian awakening of spiritual glorywe see what our history belies
Meadows of AsphodelBurning in the hunted dawnTragedies die among fiery flamesas the firewood of Wisdom is sawn
Our Guardians were blindMy lightbringer ephemeral
Within the heart of all;A cold and dusky melancholy night,as ever sullied the fair face of lightWhose seeds of life they grind to dustof vapour is our mind...evermore
Paragon of beauty,Oh, spark of Creation;We march to the rhythm of the Night
Nightfall by the shore of time,a tidal wave of fire and woeSwept away with the last of lifethe core of the enigma as bestowed
Our crystal spirits melt to flowthe mountainside alongTo join as one with seas of oldin symbiotic songs:
"Communion... Within the Oversoul of the Universe"
We are but fragment of Eternity,pale shadows of what we'll once be
In life's outer regionsI will find the foremost TranquilityChanting the odes of MagoniaA soulstream in flight to the Otherworld
...to the Otherworld