Bal-sagoth Journey To The Isle Of Mists (over The Moonless Depths Of N Lyrics

Journey To The Isle Of Mists (over The Moonless Depths Of N Lyrics

[The Log of the Northern Mariner:]

The great serpent-prow of my ship,
Wave-Render, cleaves the nighted

waters as we voyage across this dark,
icy sea, towards the unknown... Above,

the bright winter's moon emerges a
veil of cloud to cast its lucent rays upon

us, and a clinging, supine sea-
mist writhes upon the midnight waves, swirled

by the cool, whispering wind
which catches our great sail, pushing us onwards,

ever onwards... And
beyond the tang of the darkling sea, the scent of night is

as strong and
heady as a summer blossom. I know no t what awaits us at the

elder Isle
of Mists... that grim and mystery-haunted place which beckons me to

its
shadowed embrace, swathed in dark legendry and entwined in the mantle of

ancient sorceries... and yet I must hearken to its ethereal call... for
ma

yhap the gods decreed this to be my final voyage...