Lyrics:

Deep in his Soul - His Shallow GraveIn the Deepest of His InnerA World of Immortal ArtsAs the Cold Midnight Winds captured his Sullen SpiritHe still Lay there in his Dominion of DreamsHis Wings was Covered by SnowDeep in his Soul - The Wind BlewBy the riddle and WisdomA Hunt for Nocturnal GraceSouls were Heading towards DeathDeath was Heading towards LifeLife was in the Coffin of the CryptsThe Crypts of Blackheim - The Only OneThe Mercy is for the Wisdom and the Slayer is our RewardNo Time to Dread by as we shall be UnbornWith Thirst for the Blood of the Sacred OneThree Years of Yearning for Purest Cold FleshAmongst the Wolves He's the Kingly BeastA Hunt in the Forest of Elder's Dark Myths(Voice:)'...A Dominion for Blackheim...No Mortals to Enter...No Enter..'The Lightning in the SkiesThe Sign of his Elder Past
Diabolical Masquerade Blackheim's Hunt For Nocturnal Grace