[Instrumental]

In the gloom of the misty woodlands
In the wake of wisps of willows
Follow the trails of a fallen star
To the sound of a flock of ravens
And the ebbs of the creek below
Follow the signs, send a glance afar

She left her robe behind
Wind clad and unconfined
In the wake of a winter's night
The cult of light enchains
Profaning her remains
In the fire of tempestuous sighs

Bestowed to oaken spirits
And summoned by the Gods
Walk on the trail of unhallowed soil
She spends her nights in terror
Followed by gruesome beasts
Walk on the signs of the serpent's coil

She left her life behind
Sky clad and unconfined
In the wake of a pagan's night
The cult of wrong enchains
Destroys and carries pain
In the fire of insidious sighs

Breaking away, the runes have been speaking the truth, your destiny
Sailing away, to a future beyond of rebirth and devilry
You shall rise and deprived of deceit
You'll carry words of pagan purity
Walking away, reborn Heathen Divine, you'll relive in reverie

Passing beyond, a dark wooden shelter
Into the storm I won't need your smiles anymore
Whole as the night, strong as a vulture
There is no deal the Devil has not paid back for

The runes have been cast -
Her fate sealed
The first of eight?
The end of all?

Breaking away, the runes have been speaking the truth, your destiny
Sailing away, to a future beyond of rebirth and devilry
You shall rise and deprived of deceit
You'll carry words of pagan purity
Walking away, reborn Heathen Divine, you'll relive in reverie

Breaking away, the runes have been speaking the truth, your destiny
Sailing away, to a future beyond of rebirth and devilry
You shall rise and deprived of deceit
You'll carry words of pagan purity
Walking away, reborn Heathen Divine, you'll relive in reverie

A dense knot of desires
Eight spirits are alight
In morning dews and fire
Eight diamonds in the night

At the sight of the flames, stories tell secrets unknown
The desolate sound of runes forlorn
Will abide in the weaves of life

We are the waking light
Wings of a raven
Waking light - divination
Waking light - this story's told for me, for me
We are the waking light
Far from our haven
Waking light - divination
Waking light - this story's told for me, for me

Eight spirits clad in sorrow
They're searching for their cores
The horizon drafts the morrow
On their memories dissolved

At the sight of the flames, stories tell of secrets sealed
The sign of the stones, truths will reveal
Divine your arcane

We are the waking light
Wings of a raven
Waking light - divination
Waking light - this story's told for me, for me
We are the waking light
Far from our haven
Waking light - divination
Waking light - this story's told for me, for me

We are the waking light
Wings of a raven
Waking light - divination
Waking light - this story's told for me

We are the waking light
Wings of a raven
Waking light - divination
Waking light - this story's told for me, for me
We are the waking light
Far from our haven
Waking light - divination
Waking light - this story's told for me, for me

On that summer's eve
We have made a deal
Endorsed by a seal
We'd stay together
Pain and fears to allay
On that very day
I trusted your prayers
Lightweight as feathers

We are destined to ache

Astray far away
Towards the lands of the enemies
Way to remedy the Silverseal
The light of day far away
Is a guidance to our legacy
Break the Silverseal

Look inside my frost
Mirrors of the lost
Souls with no remorse
I thought you were worlds apart
A pain that's hard to care
We will never dare
To defy that flare
It shined and now fades - all dark

We are destined to ache

Astray far away
Towards the lands of the enemies
Way to remedy the Silverseal
The light of day far away
Is a guidance to our legacy
Break the Silverseal

We will all waste away
You will be betrayed
Destined to stay alone - we are destined to ache

In the runes I can read your demons
I can see the haze that fill your voids
I can see the stern that wraps you up

Astray far away
Towards the lands of the enemies
Way to remedy the Silverseal
The light of day far away
Is a guidance to our legacy
Break the Silverseal

Astray far away
Towards the lands of the enemies
Way to remedy the Silverseal
The light of day far away
Is a guidance to our legacy
Break the Silverseal

Blind human beings
Loading on other's shoulders the fruit of their fears
The holes in their souls are filled by thick delusions
Shallow assumptions and words rubbed in the face
Of the ones who cannot bear the weight
Of this mess - the distress - and the anguish

They claim they've chosen light over the dark
Darkness my beauty, the only comfort of my life

I am the one, my soul cast in amber
Forever one, adrift on a crimson sea
From the ashes all stains mend and disappear
I am the one, in a sweet deathly slumber
Far from the sun, in the shade of a fallen tree
Misanthropic, the way of the pagan Lear

God grant me the gift of tolerance
For I alone cannot bear the burden of communion
I'm not willing to sharpen the perception they all have of me

I despise the ones that seek the truth in set phrases all written in vain
As with a previously owned dress they try - to fit in the words
They retrace others' lives, absorb their light
And rebuild their own frail peace of mind
They assail and censure - with a haughty and blatant smile

Their arrogance, audacity, mistrust
There is no place for me, I let all of you go

I am the one, my soul cast in amber
Forever one, adrift on a crimson sea
From the ashes all stains mend and disappear
I am the one, in a sweet deathly slumber
Far from the sun, in the shade of a fallen tree
Misanthropic, the way of the pagan Lear

Answers don't grow on a tree fed by fatuous conjectures
There are more things in death than in any of their unconditional relishing lies
In a world that has gone beyond, leave your memories behind, Undertaker
And rest, forever endangered, forever alone

I am the one, my soul cast in amber
Forever one, adrift on a crimson sea
From the ashes all stains mend and disappear
I am the one, in a sweet deathly slumber
Far from the sun, in the shade of a fallen tree
Misanthropic, the way of the pagan Lear

Who does not comprehend can leave
The gathering is now closed, the invocation ended
The misfortune of virtue

Listen ye, Eternal Eleanor
Your sweet and lukewarm elegance
Is a spoon of sunny mornings touch

Listen ye, Eternal Eleanor
Caress us with your mellow voice
Embrace us in your summer clutch

All the lads are cozying up
With your unerring smile
Under star full sky they dance until the dawn light

The steps are drawings circles
And the chants turn into laughs
All the hamlet's praising your beauty bright

You Lady of briars, vampire, feeding all your sons
You queen of charisma, enigma for all the wicked ones
You porcelain siren, in silence you blow away the sins
Portrait of a witch

Come to me, Eternal Eleanor
Your kindness is like Noel gift
Smells of herbs in market ways

Come to me, Eternal Eleanor
Mistress of a distant age
You tempt the meeks to disobey

The commoners are celebrating
On mid-summer's eve
Our rituals gather all the souls united

Down the yards, into the gardens
Lightened by the moon
We contemplate the vastness of the sky

You Lady of briars, vampire, feeding all your sons
You queen of charisma, enigma for all the wicked ones
You porcelain siren, in silence you blow away the sins
Portrait of a witch

You Lady of briars, vampire, feeding all your sons
You queen of charisma, enigma for all the wicked ones
You porcelain siren, in silence you blow away the sins
Portrait of a witch - a witch
A witch

Unveil your spirit
And dream of home
All of the fears that are binding your hands are now gone
I read your dark
I see your sun
The runes are now cast and they speak the tongue of the Earth

I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm searching diamonds in the night
All the way across the firmament
Where stars paint fates aligned
I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm luring gemstones in the light
And the wake of all their deeds
Will thrive and burn alight

Promise. Darkness. Sin. Fortune.
Vowed on the chance of a sweeter embrace
As I speak, you fall

Raised in the company of snakes
The parlance of a serpent
Born from the caring of a crow
The acuity of a bird of prey

"All appearances they fall when the soul is shattered
And dear reason... back she crawls when the heart is battered"

A sad, sad song is tuned for me
A mess of words surrounded by dust
Conceived under the sign of a black star
Hurt and misery

Disruptive, ill-willed, inhumane
The look on all their faces
A freak of nature, soul condemned
And damned by the Almighty

"Enamoured by the likelihood of absolution
Eye lids opened just in time for execution"

A sad, sad song is tuned for me
A mess of words surrounded by dust
Conceived under the sign of a black star
Ruin and grime is all you'll see

"The first rune shows me life
The second love
The third rune is for mockery
The fourth for malice
And the fifth rune is... death"

"Look away don't hold your breath, they are deceiving
Look away don't hold your sighs, unleash your anguish"

A sad, sad song is tuned for me
A mess of words surrounded by dust
Conceived under the sign of a black star
Ruin and grime is all you'll see

Malefica
Malefica Doctrina
Malefica
Malefica Doctrina

Rise the glance to the cross he was nailed upon
To the secrets that remain ignored
The alchemy of hidden doctrines and black lords

Lies a secret that cannot be told
Is whispered through arches of stone
The Gothic code that was deciphered by the ones

Enclosed by the cloister of the monastery
By the army of the secrecy
Certain things shall remain hidden in the incense

Stare at the Lands beyond the Night
Ride on to Heavens
You won't feel no pain anymore
Hold the Holy Cross above your sins
Genitus ex Deo Malignus not tangit eum

Spells in Black archaic tongue
Mandragora potions Plenilunium of virtue
Monks serving Baal
These ancient walls hide secret, untold, dirty whores

Lifted to the heavens
Then drifted away from the right path
Righteous will be your blame
In front of the court will resound your name

Scars of the Night
Shelter for unholy crimes
Doctrine Divine
Will lead you to your final sacrifice

Deep in the eyes
Your will is cursed, it won't be devised
In Heavens you climb
The Serpent's servants throw you from the skies

Malefica
Malefica Doctrina
Malefica
Malefica

Deep in the eyes
Your will is cursed, it won't be devised
In Heavens you climb
The Serpent's servants throw you from the skies

Stare at the Lands beyond the Night
Ride on to Heavens
You won't feel no pain anymore
Hold the Holy Cross above your sins
Genitus ex Deo Malignus not tangit eum

Spells in Black archaic tongue
Mandragora potions Plenilunium of virtue
Monks serving Baal
These ancient walls hide secret, untold, dirty whores

Lifted to the heavens
Then drifted away from the right path
Righteous will be your blame
In front of the court will resound your name

Sound the horns, grand is their call
Blessing the triumph of the battle
Nourished in blood, the pain of us all
The outcry of our final rattles

Rising in power, the glory of our kings
Soaked in their moral, shame and filth
Sold for a penny and sold for their means
We're bound to be choking on all their sins

Thus always to tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper tyrannis, the devil and his bride

A gush of blood, settled our tales
Written by hands of a monster
The branches now rooted and grown on our trails
Bloomed from the hurt of our fathers

Rising in power, the glory of our kings
Soaked in their moral, shame and filth
Sold for a penny and sold for their means
We're bound to be choking on all their sins

Thus always to Tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper Tyrannis, the devil and his bride

"They will hang from the oldest oak on morrow
And a pale moon'll light the sky
Their necks will crack - no one'll feel any sorrow
And a crooked cross will stand there wry"

Nightfall - this will be their last nightfall
Nightfall - this will be their last nightfall

Thus always to tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper tyrannis, the devil and his bride

"They will hang from the oldest oak on morrow
And a pale moon'll light the sky
Their necks will crack - no one'll feel any sorrow
And a crooked cross will stand there wry"

Nightfall - this will be their last nightfall

Read the words I collected for you
Sing of drowning in lakes of your eyes
Calliope lightning the stars above that pine

To you, my beloved concubine
I gifted poems of brine
You were Beatrix, muse of hellfire, spawn of love

As the winds inflate anger
And the storm is raging on
Raven wings and magic runes
I foresee your crucible
Dancing heathen ancient rites
At the light of the torches
Reading fates into the stones
I invoke pagan forces

Leave my ashes to the wind
Scatter my remains into the sea
Leave them sink into Oblivion and on
Warden of the bane

Art is judgement without any court
I was a jester tied at the stake
Giving my heart away until it ached

As the winds inflate anger
And the storm is raging on
Raven wings and magic runes
I foresee your crucible
Dancing heathen ancient rites
At the light of the torches
Reading fates into the stones
I invoke pagan forces

Leave my ashes to the wind
Scatter my remains into the sea
Leave them sink into Oblivion and on
Way before the cost
At your throne of apathy
My poetry has died within my pain
I will not embroider words for you, again
Warden of the bane

Leave my ashes to the wind
Scatter my remains into the sea
Leave them sink into Oblivion and on
Way before the cost
At your throne of apathy
My poetry has died within my pain
I will not embroider words for you, again
Warden of the bane

I can sense a demon within carries your name
Oh Ethel, Dear Ethel
I'll carry hurt to their divided hearts

Somebody died on that dark awful night
Somebody's bound to bear the price
Unaware under a pale moonlight
The runes will wake blood sacrifice

The gods foreshadowed and the stars complied
A gift of potency on silent tides
A pact was written and in magic sealed
A power tool under a hood concealed

A lullaby for the fragile souls
For those who held the scene
A chant to those who pay the toll
What will be with what have been

Isa told of spells and moans
Othila traces plans unknown
Feoh spoke with its ancient tongue
As Alghiz hails the one

I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm searching diamonds in the night
All the way across the firmament
Where stars paint fates aligned
I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm luring gemstones in the light

Somebody died on that dark awful night
Somebody's bound to bear the price
Unaware under a pale moonlight
The runes will wake blood sacrifice

Isa told of spells and moans
Othila traces plans unknown
Feoh spoke with its ancient tongue
As Alghiz hails the one

I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm searching diamonds in the night
All the way across the firmament
Where stars paint fates aligned
I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm luring gemstones in the light
And the wake of all their deeds
Will thrive and burn alight

I can sense a demon within - it carries your name
Oh Ethel, Dear Ethel
I'll carry hurt to their divided hearts
I can sense a demon within - with blackened wings
They're marching! They're marching!
I'll carry hurt and rip their souls apart

They're marching, they're riding the sky vault
Towards their fate
Aligned they are marching, lone dark souls
To the gate (of Sauin)

Read the lines that no one reads
They are written everywhere
See the things that no one can see
Things that God forbids

There were runes can still be called
Under thirteen Moons of Fall
Magic, Spirits and a Sunset
Reader of the Runes

I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm searching diamonds in the night
All the way across the firmament
Where stars paint fates aligned
I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm luring gemstones in the light
And the wake of all their deeds
Will thrive and burn alight

I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm searching diamonds in the night
All the way across the firmament
Where stars paint fates aligned
I'm the Reader of the Runes
I'm luring gemstones in the light
And the wake of all their deeds
Will thrive and burn alight