Behind the Curtains of Night - Phantasmagoria - Dimmu Borgir

A mental inner vortex

Possessions through a wolf's eye

Envisioning the eclipse

No longer to be blinded by a sunrise

In this final benediction

Confront by mirage of imminent mortality

Time's set to end the suffering

So follow, I will cherish the secrecies of hearts

Chased by the blackest sheperd

Behind curtains of night

Been found as a tool in their seduction

Fatal haze

An escape into abomination

Perished to plasma

A syndrome of another eon

Soul obsequel inhesion

Argh!

Resurged in torrents of abysmal thoughts

Lost in a helix, blackest might

In stealth I do seek deliverance

In phantasmagoria, vortex utopia