Perpetual Twilight, Salacious Nemesis,

A Star Born In Darkness, A Jewel Drowned In Sunset,

A Waterfall Of Echoing Voices

Awake Our Maenad Sleep

The Wail Of Battle, The Language Of All Ancestors

Forged In A Burning Skeleton Embrace

Thrives On The Fumes Of Evaporated Life-essences

And Will Soon Flow From The Past To The Future

We Shall Not Let You See The Tears We Bleed

The Pernicious Blood We Drink

The Dark Face Of The Night We Need

The Cruel Vanity In Which We Sleep

For When The Transcendental Chanting Began

The Runes On Our Swords Spoke In Tongues

A Throbbing Rhythm Crawled Through Our Veins

Our Minds Filled With Fire, Our Thoughts Bathed In Blood

We Are The Ones Who Were Not Be Given Life

Rough Signs Of A Holy Avenger In Us

The Deep Night's Gift, A Celestial Fury

Possessed By An Unearthly Force

A God's Breath Is Now What We Breathe.

We Are The Beyonders

You Shall See The Spirit We Freed

The Sacred Life We Live

The Dark Face Of The Night You Need

The Cruel Vanity From Which You Feed

We Are The Beyonders

On A Warriors Path

We Are The Beyonders