Hlighre Lyrics

Powerless to use inherited wisdom in a deep agony of the soul
The mystics assumed the sorrows of the world in a land where legends abounded about immortal powers of old times.

Souls condemned to eternally wander into the unknown on nights of eternal desolation while spectres on fire jumped in awe into the mysterious land of permanent internal torture.

Cursed shadows come my way in the majesty of the night like torrents of loathing as the stars hang over the cruel void.

My spirit is watched by the eye of the abyss
and devoured by the cold soil of the earth and the lights that burn in the depths will soon inside my dead eyes.