In The Still Of A Northern Fullmoon — Setherial

Blackened night, growes of north; my dark abode All sences set to mind as moonlight lits the snow

At one with the night of nocturnal existence the stars; my as hate inside me grows

I've walked the earth, I've seen the stars

I've raged against the just; to spread thefear in the feeble mind of christ

And as I die, in the name of myself I die to enter new dimensions; make the darkness break it's way And as I die, by the knife in the dark I die Infernal war and fevers, infest this world with pain

I travel north where winds if dark desires blows ...to darkness I shall go

The skies above; the stars are growing dim ...in the darkest times I die

Alone I cry; hear my hail to this night of bloodshed AloneI die; as my body bleeds death shall be my key

...to emerge into sleep