Deny the day

Onthrough the night

The light shines bright



Force my way

To the end of day

Onthrough the night

Hunt for prey

In rust of might

The only way



Yearn...burn

It's a return

To the mother, to the pleasures

And the comfort of the womb

To that ancient cauldron of plenty

That feeds all who come before it

The wisdom men seek far and wide

But is inside them all the time



Render of veils

Point me the way

To the place where I lost my sanity

Render of veils

Waste my life

Put an end to my way...