From the Depths of Mörkvod

“Death's Cold Embrace” (July 2010) Embraced by the bitter cold Surrounded by freezing darkness A nightmare come to life Foretold in a time before time Beneath the funeral moon Shadows come forth In this place, so long ago The blood was drawn Far beyond the realm of mortality The blue light fills my eyes Drawn ever nearer Into death's cold embrace Delivered to those grim and frozen gates Into the endless graveyard Each night to rise To lead more to the frigid tombworld There is no escape For those hopeless souls To be unborn No turning back “Into the Nameless Void” (Apr. 2012) Death is near Welcomed and awaited After many years Time has now finally come Bitterness is fading Accept my fate Waiting silently For agony's end Crawling toward The depths of the abyss One final howl Escapes my soul Cold winds chill my skin Longing for the end Free of this prison of flesh Sorrow is unleashed... “Hyperborean Grave” (Jan. 2013) Mighty waves carry me out Guide my ship through the night Odin's eye watching from on high Raging waters run black and deep Far from false civilization Beyond the land of the north wind In the frigid cold Sunless days and endless nights The homeland is calling To leave this place behind Beyond ice and grim death In the remote lands Traveling far and wide Through mountains and hellish filth This journey long and grueling So tired of it all Hel's voice carried by the wind I know what must be done The sacred blade unsheathed Unlock the Hyperborean grave Leave it all behind Through crimson streams Heading north one last time I'm going home “Winds of Funera” (Aug. 1999) Morbid thoughts Possess the brain Increase the death Feeling throughout Worship at the altar of death The end of all experience Cold winds blowing Lead to the gates of Funera Rising up From the graves Darkened souls Creeping beyond Arrive to the land of the dead Delivered to these cold shores Freezing and lifeless The winds of Funera “Approaching the Tomb World” (Feb. 2005) In the night, in the coldness Beyond the point of no return Through the blackened forest Scornful howls are heard on the wind Approaching the tomb world Wolves come from the North In bitter white winter Toward the rusted iron gates Of death’s stone garden of woe Among the ruined monuments The living do not belong here Approaching the tomb world Dead and cold is the moon Summoning evil creatures From the great kingdom of the North In honour of this funeral nocturnal My arduous journey is near complete Approaching the tomb world Here, I seek eternal rest To lie down on the frozen earth And quietly pass away… “Black Blood Summoning” (Jan. 2005) Bringer of light Illuminate this dark path With the fires eternal Despair be my guide A trail of nothingness This funeral procession Into the infernal realms A sense of belonging In the final twilight Surrender cursed life To the cold endlessness Summoned with my black blood "Beyond the Shadows of the Dead" (Mar. 2011) Cold is the night As death calls my name Lifeless and bereft of hope Marching toward the end of all things In the glow of the moon No answers can be found Drowning in the river of forgetfulness All memories soon gone My wounds shall never heal The pain lingers on Soon to fall one last time Without the strength to rise All in this wretched world Will succumb to decay As the snow melts forever Hope fades to nothingness Into the frozen woods Beyond the shadows of the dead To return to the sacred circle The darkness consuming all Before the sword was raised The battle was already lost The only desire left For the cold grave to swallow this lifeless body To be forgotten for eternity...