| Song | Ad Noctum |
| Artist | Borknagar |
| Album | For The Elements |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brun, Vortex | |
| Swept in a distant dream, I am bound | |
| As a cunning waver trapped in it's line | |
| Facing the cold, stuck in the mould | |
| The magma here under makes fire seems cold | |
| And I've been down below | |
| And I've been high above | |
| From flaring field of fiery formations | |
| The sub dimensions aflame | |
| Like a havoc in black when the force turns back | |
| The surface tears open spills blood from it's cracks | |
| The cause of the essence sharpen the lines of dimensions | |
| I am raised by the fields, by the highlands | |
| The minded mountains of old | |
| Where the river starts roaring I roam | |
| Where the wind comes moaning I wander alone | |
| AD NOCTUM | |
| The course of the essence sharpen the lines | |
| Of the dimensions I am trembling between | |
| The inner cause of the utter cause | |
| Reflections of the core | |
| The furious nightmare of reckless erosion | |
| Falling and climbing | |
| A loop of convulsion | |
| An eruption of evil takes form (it is I) | |
| What once where shattered is gathered | |
| Stand tall aim towards the night | |
| AD NOCTUM | |
| The course of the essence sharpen the lines | |
| Of the dimensions I am trembling between | |
| The inner cause of the utter cause | |
| Reflections within the core | |
| Fire burn wisdom in me | |
| Wisdom set mind and spirit free | |
| Moonlight show me the mysteries of life | |
| Winternight give me clearsight and storms to fight |
| zuo ci : Brun, Vortex | |
| Swept in a distant dream, I am bound | |
| As a cunning waver trapped in it' s line | |
| Facing the cold, stuck in the mould | |
| The magma here under makes fire seems cold | |
| And I' ve been down below | |
| And I' ve been high above | |
| From flaring field of fiery formations | |
| The sub dimensions aflame | |
| Like a havoc in black when the force turns back | |
| The surface tears open spills blood from it' s cracks | |
| The cause of the essence sharpen the lines of dimensions | |
| I am raised by the fields, by the highlands | |
| The minded mountains of old | |
| Where the river starts roaring I roam | |
| Where the wind comes moaning I wander alone | |
| AD NOCTUM | |
| The course of the essence sharpen the lines | |
| Of the dimensions I am trembling between | |
| The inner cause of the utter cause | |
| Reflections of the core | |
| The furious nightmare of reckless erosion | |
| Falling and climbing | |
| A loop of convulsion | |
| An eruption of evil takes form it is I | |
| What once where shattered is gathered | |
| Stand tall aim towards the night | |
| AD NOCTUM | |
| The course of the essence sharpen the lines | |
| Of the dimensions I am trembling between | |
| The inner cause of the utter cause | |
| Reflections within the core | |
| Fire burn wisdom in me | |
| Wisdom set mind and spirit free | |
| Moonlight show me the mysteries of life | |
| Winternight give me clearsight and storms to fight |
| zuò cí : Brun, Vortex | |
| Swept in a distant dream, I am bound | |
| As a cunning waver trapped in it' s line | |
| Facing the cold, stuck in the mould | |
| The magma here under makes fire seems cold | |
| And I' ve been down below | |
| And I' ve been high above | |
| From flaring field of fiery formations | |
| The sub dimensions aflame | |
| Like a havoc in black when the force turns back | |
| The surface tears open spills blood from it' s cracks | |
| The cause of the essence sharpen the lines of dimensions | |
| I am raised by the fields, by the highlands | |
| The minded mountains of old | |
| Where the river starts roaring I roam | |
| Where the wind comes moaning I wander alone | |
| AD NOCTUM | |
| The course of the essence sharpen the lines | |
| Of the dimensions I am trembling between | |
| The inner cause of the utter cause | |
| Reflections of the core | |
| The furious nightmare of reckless erosion | |
| Falling and climbing | |
| A loop of convulsion | |
| An eruption of evil takes form it is I | |
| What once where shattered is gathered | |
| Stand tall aim towards the night | |
| AD NOCTUM | |
| The course of the essence sharpen the lines | |
| Of the dimensions I am trembling between | |
| The inner cause of the utter cause | |
| Reflections within the core | |
| Fire burn wisdom in me | |
| Wisdom set mind and spirit free | |
| Moonlight show me the mysteries of life | |
| Winternight give me clearsight and storms to fight |