Polymorphia Songtext
von Hartlight

I beheld the world
Through a narrow slit
From a dusty floor
That overlooks the scene

I was the misshapen ghost
Whom history shuns
Confined to the shadows
Hidden from the bright suns

But the white star in the prima materia took shape
In the canvas of the cosmos, a divine drape for the lonely souls

Polymorphia
Borrows from the almighty nature
Its original enigma
Its magical structure


Polymorphia
In the laboratory
Feel the magma
That brings forth the majesty

The gales swept over the rafters
The ruins bestowed the sky
Letting the sunrays enter
Making matter volatile

The darkness became a friend
For it no longer bit nor gnawed
The hurting wolf was tamed
Glorious beneath the moon′s laud

Archetypes of ancient scenes
Emerging from my empathy
I understand in you the mysteries
That write the pages of myth