Tekst:
Gholgoth

The child of Evil and Death I am, My mask is a frozen mortal smile, Empty Abyss, this torturing hunger Deep inside, killing pleasure. Thirsting after

[To be honest, nowadays there are no idols, icons or ideals for the people to follow and worship. On the one hand, this is good because without being

[The last text I wrote for this record cos I wanted to express strong and breathing material, which (almost) represents all those feelings and pictures

In my dream I saw dead landscape Where a Sable Angel stood among the lambs From the blind flock Rose the oldest One And spoke to the fearful angel

[I would rather enclose this short text, instead of my empty words...] ["When the celestial body begins the stellar agony, the inner core collapses

[In medias res: ... a chilling,dark blue-toned vision,which is actually a strong picture of a strange cruxifiction. Night is embraced by magickal aura

[The words for this song is seem to be typical, and like using old cliches, but I tried to use these "banalities" from a different aspect.The atmosphere

[With this text I wanted to show what could possibly happen to a soul of Will and Craft after the so called: "death".The strange aura and the metaphores