Tekster:
Kor

frosty of ghostly halls on the rising stairway to the abandoned throne, and then saluting thee oh Winged One crowned with seven stars I hear "Kor me o

none may have passed unbidden through the vast sapphir ean gates of mighty Kor-Avul-Thaa... From the Journals of Sage Daelun [The Oracle of Kor-Avul

Oversættelse: Sagoth, Ball. Som The Vortex oplyser Krystallinsk vægge Kor-avul-thaa.

Oversættelse: North. De Dødes Kor.

and none may have passed unbidden through the vast sapphir ean gates of mighty Kor-Avul-Thaa... From the Journals of Sage Daelun [The Oracle of Kor-

Lidende skrig Dodelig blasfemi Morkets poesi Nattens symfoni Morket er sendt Alt endt De dodes kor Domte sj?le i natten bor Forvist fra himlen Hvor

Three thousand miles of wilderness overcome by the flow A lonely restitution of pavement pomp and show I seek a thousand answers I find but one or two

Heard a sermon from a creaky pulpit with no one in the nave I paid a visit to the synagogue and I left there feelin' blamed No one can tell me what to

I've got nothing to say I've got nothing to do All of my neurons are functioning smoothly Yet still I'm a cyborg just like you I'm one big myoma that