Voice of the Shadow of Beauty - Friden Voice of the Shadow of Darkness - Sundin
Shadows play - in my wilderness' mindscape they seek; One spiteful and wicked, one humble and meek A windswept pale landscape of edified thought Two frictional forces a triad have brought
Woven within me, the aerial mist sink falling, slowly traversing the atmosphere calling
A soft breeze whispers slowly in the valley in my mind And its breath, both foul and holy is like the deer to a dying hind;
Wordless - yet in soul so true Nameless - yet it lives in you Shapeless - like the purity of pain Lawful - when all fear is slain
One shadow of beauty, caressing the flowers The paleness of winter reflects in her eyes
Deity of stardom, Enticer of stardoom maternal - eternal, blinded by visions Serenity fades with the darkening of skies of sunlight nocturnal
One shadow of Darkness, a shade of deep hate A wanderer's spectre with fury ablaze In sheets of sharp silver laid youthful to die reborn into vengeance, dark flames dance in grace
Dark flames dance in grace the grace of Storms
One shadow of beauty, One shadow of darkness, Sailing free on the seas within my mind
Surging dark oceans - perpetual waters Creator of life and reclaimer of souls
Mother Ocean!
Watching the deep fjords uneasily moving Whipping the white waves towards the cold air Rising like swans in a sacred, sudden motion A cascade of lost feathers adrift on the sea
Hark! A serenade in the tongue of the wind...
The sight of Centuries, so sonorous in the bower, hovering further athwart a leafy cower A shelter for those whose time's wind make them wither And therefore they chose to guide this time-wind hither
Alas, in tune with the tide of time I was, but I'm not, nor I'll be with its pride
Yes, aeons have flown but more is to come For I know time; a friend I greet with open arms - a brotherhood of deadly harm ...and joy
But time is not eternal, their life-stars not immortal Setting souls can never pass through the pearly portal No bliss be given...nor joy
Flowing down the gates of Hell - FIRE!
I cry for you...
Don't spill your tears for me but for your kit and kin;
My scions of light?
Depraved of the lust and the treasure of pleasure which is fuel of life and glory
Hear me, You who hold the fate of stars in hand, before Creation's eye I stand, my soul set free in Summerland!
Mighty the strands of the universe A chaosvoid's tomb of dead worlds Hark! What? Divinity flows in your heart, cat it alight - the seed of all art
Slowly reborn from a sunless state of mind Silent, your fool! Thine words are untrue - remember Endymion's crestfallen tears Serene art the gods, yet pain is their way He touched by the heavens, his hellfire nears
Free now your heavenly body of air!
Come bathe in the rays of the all-seeing one, holding the fate of all life in both hands; Breathing new life-force like goldmade from sand
My winged steed of moonlight, black stallion of Thunder We rode above the greenish Earth and tore the green asunder But what you left bleeding Destroyed a soulforsaken world And your deeds of sharp silver Decoyed a mindforsaken herd
A duet of shadows, a duet of thoughts; Of beings we feed with the dust of our thoughts Residing within us, the twofold wheel of life Of insight created: a triad of Jewels
(A thin leaf of the life-tree's truth)
Compositores: Anders Par Friden, Anders Mikael Jivarp, Martin Hans Knut Henriksson (Martin Henriksson), Mikael Bengt Stanne, Niklas Bo Sundin (Niklas Sundin) ECAD: Obra #37767004