As I reflect my past I memorize the nights in solitude When my only friend Was the dagger at my heart And the essence of red streams, Which I released from the prison of my veins, Mirrored the lone trust I ever felt Because my only friend was Death The silent screams of my aching heart Was buried into everlasting stillness And the pain I suffered every day Was unseen in the dark chambers Which was my very soul... But in solitaire hours in the dead of night I stared deep into the ravenous abyss And as I float into qliffotic tunnels I saw them, eleven shadows from beyond In their black oceans I drowned myself And so, I was reborn as a Spirit What I saw in the depths Ignited a forbidden flame in my heart And now, dealed by the light of Lucifer As I reflect my past I memorize the nights in solitude When my only friend Was the dagger at my heart ... and I truly know That all the pain was worth it This nights of black agony Gave everlasting birth To the essence of my true self I speard my wingd and fly away Into a night, so beautiful and clear Nox Aurea... The struggle of Liberation goes on Until the very last chain is broken The path to wisdom dwells beneath us Per Aspera Ad Astra...