[Words, music & arrangements: Ihsahn] Hark, O'Nightspirit Father of my dark self From within this realm, wherein Thou dwelleth By this lake of blood, from which we feed to breed I call silently from

O' mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision. Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife. Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow. Th