Soul Sphere - Borknagar

The guest of omniscience

Forthright eloquence

To behold the end of horizon

Observation of foresights

Inhaling circulations of the soul

The aura of stars, the fusion of frequencies

Measure of all, the blur of the frame that ceases

The certitude of generations adherent

Porpotual folkways of the soul sphere

I grant my visions, the burden I bear

The aura of stars, the fusion of frequences

Measure of all, the blur of the frame that ceases

I am midst by the cause of reality

Entwined by the senses of fantasy

I have walked through fields of grievance

Eras of spiritual fragmentation

I have walked through the wood’s of peasants

Dawn of the souls solar morning

The certitude of generations adherent

Porpotual folkways of the soul sphere

I grant my visions, the burden I bear

The guest of omniscience

Forthright eloquence

To spear the hallow star

Conservation of the solar fuse

Exhaling circulations of the soul

The aura of stars, the fusion of frequences

Measure of all, the blur of the frame that ceases

I have fallen through spheres of diversity

Eras of ending spiritual solemnity

Opened the gate of ion fire

The warming well of wisdom

Soul sphere — the fusion of senses

Soul sphere — the pulse of energy

Reflection of a soul’s tear

Soul sphere — the fusion of senses

Soul sphere — the pulse of energy

«I am the soul in the sphere.

The sphere of the heir»

The certitude of generations adherent

Porpotual folkways of the soul sphere

I grant my visions, the burden I bear