Text: Dimmu Borgir. Grotesquery Conceiled (within Mesureless Magic).

In the shadows of my gallow
I'd rather absent the hallow

For thy presence made pleasure of pain
And thy madness turned sanity into vain
Profoundly wicked owner of souls
The mysteries of thy creation beheld by ghouls

Diabolically disguised heavenly bodies
And it's atrociously desired primordial elements
Plunging through the confused heart of sulphur
In all this darkness, how can a man see?

Pour misguided fool it's not God you are talking to
I am not impostorous, hiding behind pearly walls
However, I am still yet to be found, known
I shall guide you on your midnights rides as the sun fades black

And beyond your grotesque imagination
My name will be revealed
The blood of Christ can't heal your wounds
Give me all of yours and I'll give you mine

I am the hidden fantasy
In the secrets of my knowledge
There is no God but me

In this shadowy world all are nameless
Outstanding, dressed in majestic splendor
Touched by the flames of eternal fire
How I long for your embrace, uttermost desire