From Darkness Songtext / Lyric

Is it not ironic

How your favorite dread

Is the matrix in which you were formed

The unfathomable dark

Of a realm arcane and burrowed far below



The grain sprouts from deep 'neath the soil

Where sunlight will never ever reach



Behold

From darkness we come

That shelter where all life is formed

Ascend

To darkness we sail

Eternal refuge of the soul






The darkness of night goes out

When dawn befalls in the time between the times

And the grain in the soil, buried deep

Shall not bear fruit unless it dies

In the dark of antumnos

The awen waves and life is conceived



The day is born from the night

In the three night of samon the year is born

So the song has been sung

Let him hear it who will



Is it not ironic

How you cling so hard

To all evidence of all there is

As you maintain your unbroken urge

To explain what you can't



The child grows in its mother's womb

Enshrouded and concealed