[Music & Lyrics by Kristoffer Austrheim]



We who run from the presence of the sun

By the voived bitter gleam chasing darkness like a dream

All with weary tasks fordone 'scape the serpents tounge

All with weary tasks fordone 'scape the serpents tounge



To catch the shadow, let the substance fall

(in remembrance of a shroud)

Like the sun's bright beam entangled in melancholy

(in remembrance of a shroud)

Entangled in the black roars of an image's stream

(in remembrance of a shroud)

Of an-of an-of an image's stream

(in remembrance of a shroud)



Now i find hideousness in mind shall i disturb this hallowed house ?

I have been sent with dusk before to sweep the dust behind the door

I have been sent with dusk before to sweep the dust behind the door

Put the wretch that lies in woe in remembrance of a shroud

the match agreed - with flames admired