
In the Nightside Eclipse Lyrics 
INTO THE INFINITY OF THOUGHTS
As the Darkness creeps over the Northern mountains of Norway and the silence
reach the woods, I awake and rise... Into the night I wander, like many
nights before, and like in my dreams, but centuries ago. Under the moon,
under the trees. Into the Infinity of Darkness, beyond the light of a new
day, into the frozen nature chilly, beyond the warmth of the dying sun.
Hear the whispering of the wind, the Shadows calling... I gaze into the
moon which grants me visions these twelve full moon nights of the year, and
for each night the light of the holy disciples fade away. Weaker and
weaker, one by one. I gaze into the moon which makes my mind pure as
crystal lakes, my eyes cold as the darkest winter nights, but yet there is
a flame inside. It guides me into the dark shadows beyond this world, into
the infinity of thoughts... Thoughts of upcoming reality. In the name of
the almighty Emperor I will ride the lands in pride, carrying the
Blacksword at hand, in warfare. I will gind my hatred upon the loved ones.
Despair will be brought upon the hoping childs of happiness. Wherever there
is joy the hordes of the eclipse will pollute sadness and hate under the
reign of fear. The lands will grow black. There is no sunrise yet to come
into the wastelands of phantoms lost. May these moments under the moon be
eternal. May the infinity haunt me... In Darkness.
THE BURNING SHADOWS OF SILENCE
Benighted darker and darker as I walk through the woods, into the silent
shadows. As the sky goes from dark to black ice cold whispers burn my skin.
From nowhere to the deepest of my soul they speak unto me....grievance of
sadness, like the gift of sorrow. A moon, a bloodred full moon lights my
black hearts night. Lightning cracks the sky and thunders roll, through the
night a chaos of storms arise. Burning flames catch my eyes... Purgatory.
Into the shadows so dark I hear the choirs evil, a "joy" in blasphemy
beyond my darkest fantasies. The Gate is open... Into the silent shadows I
crawl, upon the throne so cold, atmosphere of melancholy. I will forever
burn... Into the silent shadows.
COSMIC KEYS TO MY CREATIONS AND TIMES
The heavens are lit by the stars where years of secrets of universal forces
lay hid. They shine so bright, but yet they have seen more evil than time
itself. Reflected in the deepless lakes they are drowning in black
elements. They are the planetary keys to unlimited wisdom and power for the
Emperor to obtain. They being the gods of the wolves whom upon they bark at
night, requesting their next victim in thirst of blood. I enjoy those
moments I may hunt with these beasts of the night. What kinds of beings
are existing at the deeps of my lakes? They surly must be of an evil race,
for no friendly thing can live in such depresssive waters. Here is also a
planet similar to the moon, but its phases is only one and it is in its
most powerful for all and ever... There passes no light without the barking
of the wolves. All these ladscapes are timeless, and this is all just a
part of cosmos, but all is mine and past and future is yet to discover...
Much have been discovered, but tomorrow I will realize I existed before
myself. I will be reborn before I die. I will realize planets ages ago,
created by a rules with a crown of dragon claws arrived with a
stargate...a
BEYOND THE GREAT VAST FOREST
Beyond the great vast forest, surrounded by majestic mountains, dark rivers
float like tears of sorrow. Frost submerge the holy ring of of fire. They
shall rise again, for they are of Him... The Dark Lord of eternity's. These
are the Devils of Darkness. They can not be laid to rest forever.
Resurrection... They shall huant again, the creatures of the night "Phantom
der nacht" Blood is life. Their art of death is infernal, like their life
eternal. See the castle so proud, but yet so grey and cold. The frost
submerge. The moon is on the rise. Hear the nocturnal howling of the
wolves...the children of the night. They shall rise again, resurrected
through our gathering of the ancient and evil. In the name of the almighty
Emperor they shall rise and forever wander the land beyond the great vast
forest.
TOWARDS THE PANTHEON
May the wolves start to howl again. May the age of darkness arise. We will
travel for eternities into the unknown to reach what we seek. Fight the
ways through the barriers of light, through the wastelands where nothing
but grief have become the eternal memory. Shield of life, sword of death
held up high into the sky. Guided by the shining in the stary sky above.
In the horizon beyond the black clouds of destruction rages like dancing
shadows of pain. We will grant Him their Pain. He will grant us his flame.
In flesh and blood. He will arise to deliver the key. As the armours black
robe slides across the landscape, we see the land of wisdom, strength and
pure evil... Darkness, frost hate... the throne will be ours. May the
wolves start to howl again. May the age of darkness arise. May we touch the
black flames of the past again...and forever.
THE MAJESTY OF THE NIGHT SKY
Like the tide, shadows flow towards the shore of light. The night comes
whirling like a maelstrom. Warring waves of crackling clouds embrace the
nightside landscape. The heavens bleed, trough open wounds, the dim light
of the moon. The winds are crying mournfully and tears fly with the gusts.
They whip my clenched faces freezing skin with ice-coldb burning cuts. Too
long have I suffered the desert sands of time. But as I drown in darkness
it will release the sign. My soul will leave this mortal coil of flesh and
earthly life, to fly into the mist of night, inot the nightside eclipse,
and experience existance on the other side. As a stone of scorching
enthusiasm I refract the reflecting surface of the unfathhomable sea.
Growing circles of grief and pain slieds across the land as an omen of the
horror yet to come. The strength of thosand fre-breathing demons breed in
my infernal, sinking soul. And as I reach the surface once again these
powers are under my control. Now I am one with the night sky majesty.
I AM THE BLACK WIZARDS
Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine. For the black
hills consist of black souls, souls that already died one thousand deaths.
Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their black art. Boiling
their spells in cauldrons of black gold. Far up in the mountains, where the
rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot reach. The wizards, my servants,
summon the souls of macrocosm. No age will escape my wrath. I travel
through time and I return to the future. I gather wisdom now lost. I visit
again the eternally ancient caves, before a might Emperor thereupon came.
Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles, guarded by the old
demons, even unknown to me. Once destroyed their souls are being summoned
to my timeless prision of hate. It is delightful to feast upon the
screaming souls that was destroyed in my future. How many wizards that
serve me with evil. I know not. My empires has no limits. From the never
ending mountains black, to t he bottom lakes. I am the ruler and has been
for eternity's long. My wizards are many, but their essence is mine.
Forever there are in the hills their stone homes of grief. Because I am the
spirit of their existance. I am them.
INNO A SATANA
O' mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision.
Thoe whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife.
Thou whose presence dweleth in every shadow. Thou who strengthen the power
of every quietus. Thou who sway every plague and storm. Harkee. Thou ary
the Emperor of Darknes. Thou are the king of howling wolves. Thou hath the
power to force any light in wane. Sans mercy. Sans compassion nor will to
answer whosoever asketh the why. Thy path is capricious but yet so wide.
With no such thing as an impediment to strong. Every time thou consecrate
me to another secret of Thine. I take another stop towards Thy Patheon.
Forever wilt I bleed for Thee. Forever wilt I praist Thy dreaded name.
Forever wilt I serve Thee. Thou shalt forever prevail.
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