Mist Songtext
von HILD

Droplets of dewy darkness
Flood the lungs, dim the vision
Forward, though you see nothing
Gruesome glorious haze

Down the floor of the sky
With the nightly daughters
In the Mist we die
In exalted rapture

There are hearts to devour
There are truths to obscure
In the moment, here and now
Calmness, where life evades us


Cauldron of kindred chaos
Man′s delight to clinch and clash
Breathe the diamond black
Slashing silhouettes like soot

Scabbards are for swords
And swords for cuts and yielding tissue
Adorn with gaping Wounds
Wondrous and wild cadavers

Untame and unhesitating
Face death with every stride
Move undomesticated
Itching teeth and Wulafir hide

Proven worthy to the High
In the midst of the massacre
In the Mist we die
In exalted rapture