Bodies sleep in Silverlight,
Under the cascades of a stillborn flight
Yet though dreams have no destiny
Yours are surrounded by pity
Moribund transgoria, chanting from chasms
The mountains of Arcadia draped in death
Left hand wrath, the relinquishment of life's path
Dirty days of rust and soil,
Scattered plague and rotten dusk
To Therion, to centre of what burns beyond
Cathedral Omega dead in deceit
Fire walk free, core of what used to be
Golden spirit power at the ruins of the cathedral's tower
We are the wing of the true spirit power
And the wolves look upon the hideous sky
Watching the heavens where the eagles die
Moribund Transgoria
We are the takers of the palladium
And in circles of fire the pure and blessed sleep
Dreaming of their wolves in fear so deep
Midnight mayhem, terrific damnation
Await this splendid funeral as you die in frustration
Anguish and fear, a dream to a tear
Mind evisceration and post-mortem manifestation
Through the desert of life to the infinite strife
I am nothing but all
Into the nightbreath, into maximum death
I am as I fall
As skin and thorns, as light and horns
Haunt in rapture where the victim mourns
Drenched in steel, inherit what's real
Metallic breath, infested heart,
Watch the eagles as they're torn apart
Hunger and slaughter, time unleashed
Grace of the holocaust, damned and deceased
Yeah, left hand wrath, the relinquishment of life's path
Dirty days of rust and soil, scattered plague and rotten dusk