Empyrium
			Into The Pantheon


2. The Days Before The Fall

Ride withered days unfiring the sun,
The nights were soft and cloudless,
The saddened will "be gone"
And winds did lays in forest,
And dawn was filled with eerie sweetness
In days before the fall.

Nights when our hearts and oceans were young
The times were full of magic
And seed with songs unsung,
And winds did lays in forest,
And dawn was filled with eerie sweetness
In days before the fall.

The sweetness, the hacks, now water restrain,
And silently we wallow in memory of the day,
When winds did lays in forest,
And dawn was filled with eerie sweetness
In days before the fall.

Ride withered days unfiring the sun,
The nights were soft and cloudless,
The silent were begone,
And winds did lays in forest,
And dawn was filled with eerie sweetness
In days before the fall...


8. Dead Winter Ways

Winter, winter...
Can you tell with your silver breath?
River, river...
Stays asleep in his frozen bed
Yonder, yonder...
Lies the moor dressed in a shroud in white
Shelter, shelter...
Rescue me from desolations sight


Ulf Theodor Schwadorf – Bass, Guitars, Drums, Percussion, Vocals
Thomas Helm – Keyboards, Piano, Vocals

Track #2 also appears in the compilation "Whom The Moon A Nightsong Sings" (2010).