Borknagar

The impact of meteor collisions sprays rock over desert sand I've seen the subversion changing our conditions in the wildfire that scorches the land A region flooded by horizontal cataracts drowning in the debris flow A force that despoils every huma

[Instrumental] 专辑:Urd 歌手:Borknagar 歌曲:The Plains of Memories

Awakened by the hands of Autumn The hands which made me sleep Straight in the eyes of Winter Was a shadow vague yet deep A creature, spine of the essence Drifting in the wind, clad as Sin The force behind my cause The hands that fold me within Awaken

Deify the depths of intimate caprice The noble morsel of the grand eternity Face the furious and black domain From where all the wisdom once came As a weak and stunning flare In the eyes of the elementary existence May the fallen of eternity explode

Cynosure - Borknagar Stellar flames create formations, Lucent constellations and invitations to the expeditious mind Novas that see our destination From their hibernation, a vocation that is enshrined I'm navigating along the star path The night sky

Again The empty room White and unmarked, though touched With a sensible structure Underneath the surface Hiding in the corner of the eye Or resting right outside the field of vision No doors or windows No entrances or exits Only bright light Forming

Nature is about to regain The firm bastion of existence A circular and furious monument Of the everlasting remnants of evolution The winds rove beyond the mountains Lurking the bate-the delusion of faith The storm distends, retribution descends The p

Existential matters ignite in circulation. A motion to bend, towards the swift end. Encompassing a visionary plead to defend. Liberation of the five senses, the ego phrase. Metamorphosis of perceptual principles. Platonic illumination of Natures' qui

Upon the ruins of the future I climbed to behold A distance so pale An existence so cold Resembling the views These angels of damnation As my mind came and flew Upon the ruins of future I stood to be told That the future will fail Upon the hands that

Always moving Searching for patters Digging for angles Clutching at straws, climbing in air Opening doors, closing windows Swirling Expanding in our world And outside 专辑:Empiricism 歌手:Borknagar 歌曲:Matter and Motion

The Human Nature - Borknagar As a slave to differential rotation, you cannot escape before eons have passed As a servant to progression's motivation, you won't leave until the future is the past As a product of what we call inventions, we cannot run