In Your Dreams
I think that I've been on the road too long
Scenes of better days are pictured in my head
And haunting me those old familiar songs
Oh sweet Jesus hear me cry
Let me see a clearing sky
For tomorrow I may be back home again
So take the shadow from my eyes
Sunday morning comes I'm feeling kind of down
I can't see back to where it all began
And I know you'd help me if you only could
I don't know why or where or who I am
Oh sweet Jesus hear me cry
Let me see a clearing sky
For tomorrow I may be back ho
Throned By Blackstorms
In circles concentric
Against the earth
I enthrone my spiritworlds
Obviously of frost shall be
Blizzard beasts
Encompassing me
To vipe the faces
Of the earth
In memorial to the ones
With pride
And glance of day
Will never shine
For the realms are mine
Master of nebulah frost
Await the solar fall
Creations of ice
Shall behold
Wings majestic funereal
Guide through spectral lands
None shall pass me there
Hidden within churning chasms
Of an elder age
Come the mighy sons of dawn
Shadows of aurora
A time for pure holocaust
To rise
Decades a thousand fold
In circles concentric against
Against the earth
I enthrone my spiritworlds
Obviously of frost shall be
Blizzard beasts
Encompassing me
To vipe the faces
Of the earth
In memorial to the ones
With pride
Glance of day shall
Never shine
These realms are mine
Stillbreathing waters
Made birth to the beasts
From the throne of the north
Throned by blackstorms