Текст песни Austere - Ihsahn

Black silhouette upon darkened? scenery,
Cold hand receives this battered stone,
This battered stone.

Twilight caress the windswept features,
Unyielding shadow blacker still,
Its shadow blacker still.

? Dead gaze on the horizon,
Into clouds, massive thunder blazing with fiery bolts.
Of fiery bolts.

Black silhouette, its shadow blacker still.