Obscure Devotion - Dismal Wisdom Enlightens with Darkness

From an echo I descend
The word is spoken
Darkness

If my soul can be deeper
Than this world's abyss
My eyes will march
On men's lost ruins

From the vastest lands i come
The path is bloodied
Dead and lonely

My power, immortality
My flesh on blades eternally
This moon rises higher
Than men's vain pride

Men can't hold their gifts
So I'll bring them my fury
My gifts

I'll destroy my dreams
Burning away my tears
Heat of hate
Forever will scorch my soul

If my hands can be stronger
Than the power of men' sad destiny
My fingers will weave
The weft of their funeral dresses

I will forever wander
Until some voice will call again
My wisdom
Shining in black dismal lights