Extremum Vitae Spiritum Edere Songtext
von Lord of Shadows

Foreboding clouds, shivering above
Echoes of yore slow bleeding thine soul
Decaying perception, inward and above
I abide in torture, watching eons flow

Still tormented by the shards of truth
My shadow′s falling through thy dreams
As your slumber had my spirit sealed
Yet I fear not void, but the thought of it


As I dream of doom, writing at your grave
We are Cruish-Nir, even though I'm last
Our time is gone, within flames of dust
On forsaken ground, I fear not of death

Bygone will be a writer′s tear of lead
The darkest shade of a weeping word
Unspoken truth engraves your tomb
When lovers mourn the loss of Platon

As I cease to dream, on the sorrow's edge
Will I give to Charon, my will to create
Rotten seems the flower, blooming out of sins
I may be the last, but we're Cruish-Nir