Striborg - As a Hermit Hiding In the Trance of Night lyrics

Bleak visions of social interactions intertwined with anxious screams Hidden in the deepest darkest forest high in the hills Rotting cabin, the dwelling for the cynical recluse Mysteries of the dark, the nights telepathy entrancing... Majestic planes of deep contemplation embedded into his spyche The hermit journeys on throughout the night And the shadows creep and linger there... Cold and desolate, in beathly silence A billion worlds to explore wandering the wilderness Connected to the thinkers way of life Tunnels elapse everywhere, the portals of darkness opens Shape-shifting spectres hover over head Dead space, a sigh of relief from you know who... Drifting breeze, chilling trees and a window to nefaria Collapsing and echoing shrieks, reverberated cry Psychedelic colours mixed with black aura return Returning back from the journey to his hut in the trees Entagled branches embrace this haven in the hills Cleansed of the struggle of the past The old man sleeps in solitude and comfort once more...