Eluveitie - From Darkness lyrics
Eluveitie [Chrigel Glanzmann, Kay Brem, Rafael Salzmann, Matteo Sisti, Jonas Wolf, Alain Ackermann, Fabienne Erni, Lea-Sophie Fischer] Winterthur, Zürich, Switzerland 🇨🇭
[Eluveitie - From Darkness lyrics]
Is it not ironic how your favorite dread
Is the matrix in which you were formed?
The unfathomable dark of a realm arcane
And burrowed far below
The grain sprouts deep beneath the soil
Where sunlight will never, ever, ever reach
Behold, from darkness we come
That shelter where all life is formed
Ascend, to darkness, we sail
Eternal refuge of the soul
The darkness of night goes out
When dawn befalls in the time
Between the times
And the grain in the soil, buried deep
Shall not bear fruit unless it dies
In the dark of Antumnos
The Awen waves and life is conceived
Behold, from darkness we come
That shelter where all life is formed
Ascend, to darkness, we sail
Eternal refuge of the soul
The day is born from the night
In the three night of Samon, the year is born
So the song has been sung, let him hear it
Who will
Is it not ironic
How you cling so hard to all
Evidence of all there is
As you maintain your unbroken urge
To explain what you can't?
The child grows in it's mother's womb
Enshrouded and concealed
Behold, from darkness we come
That shelter where all life is formed
Ascend, to darkness, we sail
Eternal refuge of the soul
Is the matrix in which you were formed?
The unfathomable dark of a realm arcane
And burrowed far below
The grain sprouts deep beneath the soil
Where sunlight will never, ever, ever reach
Behold, from darkness we come
That shelter where all life is formed
Ascend, to darkness, we sail
Eternal refuge of the soul
The darkness of night goes out
When dawn befalls in the time
Between the times
And the grain in the soil, buried deep
Shall not bear fruit unless it dies
In the dark of Antumnos
The Awen waves and life is conceived
Behold, from darkness we come
That shelter where all life is formed
Ascend, to darkness, we sail
Eternal refuge of the soul
The day is born from the night
In the three night of Samon, the year is born
So the song has been sung, let him hear it
Who will
Is it not ironic
How you cling so hard to all
Evidence of all there is
As you maintain your unbroken urge
To explain what you can't?
The child grows in it's mother's womb
Enshrouded and concealed
Behold, from darkness we come
That shelter where all life is formed
Ascend, to darkness, we sail
Eternal refuge of the soul