To the Gods and Goddesses of the Stars.

Like a crepuscular leviathan arose
from the blind harrowing depths so cold.
A sinister ghost growing, glistening
hollow lure of a disease out of time.

As a sightless worm, as a maggot gnawing
at the core of this leprous mimickry
of life, seemingly endless but long gone
with the persistence of blind visions.

Awakening in the dark
In a place devoid of all hope
Awakening in the depths
Into a cruel existence without end

Breathing, but not alive
Dreaming, but not asleep
Crawling, but not gone enough
To forget the pain that lasts

In the hopeless canyon of the fleeting now
Screaming at heavens and crying at shadows
In the hopeless stillness of the present
Wishing away, away to neverending silence

If suffering it is that brings about art
Then let me die and banish the art forever
If life it is that brings about wisdom
Then let me die and be never the wiser

When the wholeness of being has been broken
And tears are all that are left to come
From the broken heart, hewn asunder by time
Let me die and never behold another dawn

Words and images no longer come forth
Ashes of the forgotten realm are cold
All the ruins overgrown but unseen
Unfelt by the dying, ravaged mind

Lost are the dreamwoods of north
Of which the ancient visions told
Scars in the eyes prevent from seeing
Another moon rise over the snowfields

Blasted heaths and unknown graveyards
All the memories of old are now gone
Still dredging through a morass of woes
But without a vision, without dreams

I can feel it in the earth
I can feel it in the snow
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it within me

A change in the earth
Such a loss, incomparable
A change in the times
Such a loss, incomparable

A thousand years may pass
A thousand times thousand years
Ever still a thousand more
And yet it shall never be the same

To live again... such bleak a notion
And therefore untrue
The path is clear in the night
Before the dawn takes me

A void that lasts eternally
When all the dreams are dead
A void that seeks no solace
There is no return

Beware the dawn
Shadows it casts are mere illusions
While the wavering deep trenches
in the dark
in the primordial night
Relinquish all fear
To live again... never again
Before the dawn
The path is clear in the night
When the night takes me
Embrace the moon
Shadows it is casting are true

All this pain and monotony of existence
All the cold inside, alone in thoughts
In this void I await the warmth of dawn
A futile thing that shall never materialize

The bleakest pale earthshine I enshrine
Like a dream that has slipped from memory
In this void I lie dead and woebegone
Dreaming of that which shall never materialize

Now riding the sky with the warriors of death
And then diving into the deep ocean of tears
But yet the emptiness inside keeps devouring
The last ragged pieces of a coherent whole

Passing high through the halls so hollow
Crawling beneath the dead dust of earth
In this void the darkness is growing
Everything is becoming too dim to behold

Haudan lepoon laskettiin mahtimies aseineen
Lähti mukana toiseen maailmaan orjat ja vauraus
Ikiaikain taakse vaelsi merkkimies Tuonelaan
Hänen kivinen hautansa oli pyhä ja koskematon

Alla taivaan ei suurempaa surmaansa saanutkaan
Ei mahtavampaa manan majoille matkannut pohjolaan
Kylmän kiviarkun ylle suuri röykkiö nostatettiin
Mutta hänet niin kauan sitten unohdettiin

Vailla nimeä lepää muinaiskuningas mannullaan
Häväisty on pyhä maa, häväistyjä hyvien haudat
Häväisty on pyhä maa, häväisty on hänen uskonsa
Ja unohdettu on nimi mahtimiehen kivihaudassaan

Kivihauta on kohtalo kaiken maisen kunnian
Kivihauta on kohtalo kaiken ihmisen taiston
Unohdus on kohtalona kaikille maailman muistoille
Unohdus on kohtalona kaikille elämän ponnistuksille

Usvakallioista - unmixed version

A tomb enshrined by the funereal mist
Engulfing the body of the dead one
Eerie lights dancing over the cist
Black blood upon the burial shroud
Betrayed, flayed, laid to restless sleep
Under cold stone, in sempiternal darkness
Hoarse screams from beneath the cold mound
For those black souls with ears to hear
Blood upon the burial shroud
A martyr for the black brotherhood
Denied the fire of purification
A martyr for the black eternity
Let the stars deicide, let the sky fall
Upon the garden of pestilential lies
The screams from beyond shall forever echo
Of the dark sky and the blackened stars

An epic synthesizer composition.

The Folk of Haleth.

Kun syrjäytynyt maan henki yössä ujeltaa
Luolassaan elämän susi valvoo nuollen haavojaan
Pakanaunelman ehkä joskus henkiin herättää
Muistoissaan kuollessaan yhä aina uudestaan
(Uudestaan...)

Terve maan henget, terve jumalat muinaiset!
Surussamme yhteisessä te olette ylivoimaiset
Terve maan henget, teille kuoleman terveiset!
Muinaiset henget, esi-isäimme henget!

Kun henkeni eloton katsoo maailmaa surussaan
Tyhjää maata, ja kylmää taivasta yllä sen
Silloin tähän murheeseen vain yksi lääke tehoaa
Se on hengen kuolema, maan lepoon ikuiseen

Terve maan henget, terve jumalat muinaiset!
Surussamme yhteisessä te olette ikuiset!
Terve maan henget, teille kuoleman terveiset!
Muinaiset henget, esi-isäimme henget!

Polttakaa minut roviolla, unohdettuun maailmaan
Polttakaa ruumiini savuksi ylös taivaisiin
Polttakaa henkeni tuhkaksi maan syöveriin
Maan henget kutsuvat, käymään esi-isäin maailmaan

The rotting moonlight brewing philosophies
A conspiracy to overthrow the universal good
A plague to crush the believing human debris
A lust to trample life and reject humanity
The fountain of knowledge, blissful ignorance
All becomes as a sword to the pure-hearted
The crown of civilization becomes as a leash
And all the children of light shall be slain
It's the funeral of mankind, tarry no more
In the slumber of will, a war is at hand
Choose your side on the last final shore
It's all the same to me, I have already won
Lethargic visionaries and the vocal blind
Darkness is growing upon the battlefield
Thought for thought, lust for lust, release
In the end only the militant succeed

In the dead of the black midwinter's night
When the snowclad woods have all blackened
And it is nearly freezing and also so bleak
And the fog floats above the dead roots

Now the frost comes again with the dawn
The pale sun is like unto a mirror of despair
As it freezes the earth and clothes the trees
In hoarfrost like so many times before

The sky has cleared and the stars are fading
To a short respite from the oppressing darkness
Soon faltering and giving way to a snowfall
That shall last throughout the arctic night

Now the frost comes again with the night
The red sun is like unto a wheel of cold fire
Failing beneath the ever darkening clouds
And now the snow begins to fall

Coal-black skies beneath the shimmering moon
In the still land of ghosts
That traverse the starlit paths under the trees
All forgotten by time and by man
Where the pale shadows of the moon danced
Upon the snow where the darkness dwelt
Where the hollow wails from the graves
Echoed under the freezing funeral moon
Once the skies were ablaze with magic
And the earth held the secrets ineffable
Once the night was so beautiful
But also so very dark and mysterious
Alas, the crystal palaces are fallen
The sky is grey and the life is naught
Now when all journeys are ended
The dark night falls for the last time

All that here ever was
Is all that ever shall be
'Twas a futile war against reality
The conqueror worm that gnaws
At the heart of all that ever lived
Our bodies so fragile and in dying
Our minds so fleeting and decaying
As wolverine flies we end our days
When the final hour is nigh
The pain of life that lasted
A life so quickly gone and wasted
The sorrow of lasting human misery
Buried and forgotten in eternity
Beneath the mound of woes and earth
Under the cruel cemetery spell
Here and now I live, and now I die
Under the cold cemetery spell

Kun harmaa sade lyö vehreän sammaleen päälle
Alla tuulen tuivertamien mäntypuiden
Kallionkolossa missä lähteen vesi uneksii
Kaukametsässä missä kuollut henkeni lepää

Ehkä silloin kun joskus isovuorelle vaellan
Kalliolle missä kuollut henkeni lepää
Yksinäisyydessä mille loppua ei ole
Ehkä silloin kun joskus merituuli huokaa

Kaukana poissa täältä, kaukana maailmasta
Jossa varjot on pitkät ja kyyneleet valuvat
Ehkä silloin joskus voin olla onnellinen
Yksinäisyydessä mille loppua ei ole

The brilliant light of the sun
Once shone upon the world
But yet these times are grown dark
And shall ever darker become

The parasitic eve of the sidereal age has fallen
into the gloom of remembrance of the Ephemerals
Tears of the burning dawn, tears of a blazing sun
Conducting the true parsimony of all charity

In a scarlet reflection of the sun that is dead
The genetic disorder of the human kind is bred
Whereto did the shimmertraces of joy and hope flee?
Into what ineffable quantum-shifted reality?

Persistence of vision grants a last fading glimpse
Into the tower of lost comprehension of humanity
The erudite are here in this age forever fallen
Enlightenment is dead, enter a new dark age

The clear light that shines upon this world
Lies unperceived by the living lusus naturae
Bearing the name but not the torch of man
Religion rules supreme, and knowledge is lost

Once a dream came to me, so lon