------------------------------  (Lyrics: Sundin)   A shimmertrace of divinity lost  in the beckoning midnight vault  (We are) lulled within the wake  of a cold November's nightfall   Nightfall...   A communion of life and eternity,  of Races scattered in the depths  of the universal dark   Above us minds went sailing free  and blossomed in the vast nocturnal sea   Paragon of beauty,  Oh, spark of Creation;  We march to the rhythm of the Night   Starborn flew the Dove of Man  in the eventide of life,  whose wonders crowned  our yesterdays with light   Fire - Earth - Water - Wind   We lived beneath the waning moon of truth  And danced in hunger for the Powermind  (of Youth)   Like the dark to a dying Flame;  Sweepingly embracing its grieving remains  Defiantly blazing the black that awaits  Counting the days 'til the new Age awaits   Times' lustful cyclones arise,  Piercing the fairest of Skies  In elysian awakening of spiritual glory  we see what our history belies   Meadows of Asphodel  Burning in the hunted dawn  Tragedies die among fiery flames  as the firewood of Wisdom is sawn   Our Guardians were blind  My lightbringer ephemeral   Within the heart of all;  A cold and dusky melancholy night,  as ever sullied the fair face of light   Whose seeds of life they grind  To dust, of vapour is our mind  ...evermore   Paragon of beauty,  Oh, spark of Creation;  We march to the rhythm of the Night   Nightfall by the shore of time,  a tidal wave of fire and woe  Swept away with the last of life  the core of the enigma as bestowed   Our crystal spirits melt to flow  the mountainside along  To join as one with seas of old  in symbiotic songs:   "Communion... Within the Oversoul  of the Universe"   We are but fragment of Eternity,  pale shadows of what we'll once be   In life's outer regions I will find  the foremost Tranquility   Chanting the odes of Magonia  A soulstream in flight to the Otherworld   ...to the Otherworld