The Hidden Light by Darkestrah Lyrics

Light is pouring from the eyes
From the mouth
From the tips of the fingers
Light, the crushing black light
From inside
Inmost and hidden

Gleam of the first shamanic fire
Lit by gods
Lit by no mortal hand
Gleam of the pre-eternal source
Of all life
In conjunction with death

Light, only seen by the few
By the marked
Chosen by spirits and fiends
Light, strange to this world
Not from here
Untouched by the filth
As the air's getting thick
The landscape dissolves
And luminaries turning pitch black
Doors once shut now get open
Once lost is retrieved
The hunter is back on his track