On the ninth nocturnal day

When the first frost strikes

A cold wave departure

Untouched by human hand

A slow demise, a silent funeral



In the ninth nocturnal skies

Stars of doom set ablaze

And in its morbid shade of presence 

Of mysteriy and of the past

cold winds mourn



Under the ninth nocturnal sun

The summers are cold

a gentle breeze turns

Into furious storm of sorrow

All is dead. frozen dead



And the ninth nocturnal one

Possess my heart, possess my soul

my mind is black

my vision is clear

Possessed. and death obsess me



Desecration

Fills the air

All is dead



Ninth nocturnal departure

The deepest of hate, the purest of pain

Winter

Covers the grave



Ninth Nocturnal Departure

The moon is full, the sky is black

Time is here..close your eyes

Slave, nocturne, nightbreed!