Departure - Astray in Spirit - Thy Primordial

I close my eyes and enter dark visions, embracing

mysticism

Fading away in the dreams out of my own depth

Storms of hate the winds of grace

Pure nocturnal art fulfills my needs

Even death falls in front of me

In dreams I am the majesty of mind

The voice that holds the speech

Things I steer at turns to stone

Dark visions and embracing mysticism

Opens a path to a view unknown

Where I am the living majesty

An emperor in the night

Riding out on the wings of might

Carried by infernal storms of hate the winds of grace

Dreams, transcendental underneath and above and beyond

That carries the infernal storms of hate the minds of

grace

In dreams out of my own depth

Departure all became as black innocence