breath of Death... "Redite per clathros vita e post mortem." Tonight the sky is darker than ever, as tormented souls tell the occult secrets... OBSCURA ARCANA
arcane mysteries Forlorn in a maze of torment Raped by the sanctity of the unholy Reveals a hell I never dreamed of Bewildered by the arcane life force
, arcana, arcana Tonight this journey seals my fate Far beyond the open gate To the secret places never seen before For this final odyssey into arcana
Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh ...
Angel, angel from the sky Came right down to sit beside This lonely achin' heart of mine That now, folks, feels sublime Now I'm a walkin', talkin' and
Consecrate the altar with your symbols This is the night when the breeze will rekindles the sacred fire and when the Sacred stones will sing your new
[Music & Lyrics by Suidakra] Enter the circle Banish all fright - of the night Shadows whirl around Hunting and chasing the remained light Fall into
You bastards Redeem me now that I have lost Now, what have I gained from this? This is a curse for me Still I long to be set free The self is set on
Redeemer. I have seen your fate Through fiction and relapse The final curtains will fall And there it rises up from the ground Gazing upon the skies Monolithic
Eternal wastelands lie in front of us Just as we wished for We're breaking the boundaries Between reason and hubris Now stand and receive your failure
sorrow to endure The hammering force of my anxiety Gives this curse the bestial devotion we have always longed for... I'm the master of the arcane torment
doctor, oh, oh, oh These arcane symbols rest above my head Those sharks will shudder until they're dead The seasons change and switch the blame On the arcane
archaic pergaments, as the moon rises to release me. Esteemed emotions. The lunar aurora, the spirits productive grain. Guide me into a landscape, astral and arcane
A black nothingness spreads out before me Even though the pale moon shine Impressed by the structure of invisible motions Nature's own design A black
[Background Lead: Seth] [Lead: Nergal] What fool are ye! From zenith to nadir Through externalized purity Dexterity Sealed ye gates ov your own paradise
Henozh e barr an nenv em eus gwelet un ael, mirer ar garourion na gavont ket o far, na zeuio den biken da vruzunan o c'hael, na zeuint ket a-benn da gas
(K.D. Lang) Angel, angel from the sky Came right down to sit beside This lonely achin' heart of mine That now, folks, feels sublime Now I'm a walkin',
, thrice-cursed dead. [The Antediluvian Oracle:] 'Tis enough that men might dream of being kings without aspiring to the power of gods. [To be continued in "Arcana
