Augrimmer - Heir of the Black Flame

So it seems on this sacred night
As thirteen shapes
Stand in circles around the grave

Something else is among us this night

The ghosts of despair rise again
At the edge of twilight the silent guardians
And when the wind blows from hollow graves
I watch the sun set in my soul

...The sun set in my soul


And dusk hunted the day
In circles around the globe
My soul grew old beneath the snow
The voice : "You are doomed eternally"
The minions : "...you and your kind"

The raven flew to this sombre mount
Where the chapel threats
And works the grasp of time

And this autumn seems eternally to me
And this flame like a rustle in the trees

..Will burn eternally for me