Drifting In the Air Above a Cold Lake Is a Soul From an Early Better Age Grasping for A Mystic Thought In Vain... but Who's to Know Further on Lies Eternal Search For Theories to Lift the Gate Only Locks Are Made Stronger And More Keys Lost as Logic Fades In the Pool of Dreams the Water Darkens For the Soul That's Tired of Search As Years Pass by The Aura Drops As Less and Less Feelings Touch Stupidity Has Won too Much The Hopeless Soul Keeps Mating
2. Ea, Lord Of The Depths
[November '91]
The Head is a Head of a Serpent From its Nostrils Mucus Trickles... The Ears Are those of a Basilisk His Horns Are Twisted into three Curls
AHHHHHHHH EA, LORD OF THE DEPTHS!
The Body is a Sun Fish, Full of Stars The Base of His Feet Are Claws His Name Is Sassu Wunnu A Sea Monster. A Form of Ea
AHHHHHHH EA, LORD OF THE.....DEPTHS!!!!!!
3. Black Spell Of Destruction
[July '91]
Hear my Sword ...in the Making Of my Spell Literally Damkuna, Iftraga Sheb Nigurepur, Dafast The World's Tragedy, Is Served at My Feast
4. Channelling The Power Of Souls Into A New God
[May '91]
Worship Me
5. War
[October '91]
This is War I Lie Wounded on Wintery Ground With Hundred of Corpses around Many Wounded Crawl Helplessly around On the Blood Red Snowy Ground War Cries of the (ha, ha) Suffering Sound Cries for Help to All Their Dead Moms War Many Hours of Music Many Drops of Blood Many Shiverings and Now I Am Dead And Still We Must Never Give up War
6. The Crying Orc
[March '91]
7. A Lost Forgotten Sad Spirit
[September '91]
The Fire in the Sky is Extinguished Blue Waters no Longer Cry The Dancing of Trees Has Stopped The Stream of Freshness from Cold Winds Exists no Longer The Rain Has Stopped to Drip From the Sky Still Dripping Exists From the Veins of a Nearly Dead Boy Once There Was Hatred Once There Was Cold Now There is Only A Dark Stone Tomb With an Altar An Altar which Serves As a Bed A Bed of Eternal Sleep The Dreams of the Human in Sleep Are Dreams of Relief A Gate out of Hell Into the Void of Death Yet Undisturbed The Human Sleep And One Day Will the Grave Be Unlocked And the Soul Must Return to His World But This Time as A Lost Forgotten Sad Spirit Doomed To Haunt Endlessly
8. My Journey To The Stars
[January '92]
I Immaterialize And Slowly Drift Into the Unknown With the Cold Winds with Soul The Wintery Plains Lie Untouched I Ride on My Elements Towards the Stars Unseen A Quest For Knowledge In the Astral Luminous Stench Intensifies As I Near a Spectral Sphere After a Hundred Men's Lifetime In Analyzing I learn To Consume The Sphere Of Immense Power And To Become Immortal Darkness Hate and Winter Rules the Earth when I Return War Between Races A Goal Is Reached Chaos, Hate
