| Song | Sword of Darkness |
| Artist | Horna |
| Album | Kohti Yhdeksän Nousua |
| I have bestowed pains in lucid and timeless graveyard harbours by my own sea. | |
| One stone was cast in it’s glass waves... | |
| Disharmony, infection. | |
| I sighed a storm that drowned them. | |
| Bare a foot upon my shore illumination. | |
| Tombstones... | |
| In the calm of the water. | |
| Shine of unholy options, mirrored by wintermoon. | |
| Choose and | |
| I may not... | |
| Bare a hand upon my shore illumination. | |
| Darkness. | |
| Life is not the answer. | |
| The hands are rotten. | |
| Fool’s reflection, vanish now. | |
| I am still the disintegrator. | |
| Lucid ultimate pain, dissolver. | |
| In the years of brightness until my hateful victory the garden grew... | |
| Withered thoughts and vivid words. | |
| Vanish now. | |
| I have cast the firemist for those in truth shan’t bare the illness. | |
| We are of | |
| His flame. ... | |
| The Revelation. |
| I have bestowed pains in lucid and timeless graveyard harbours by my own sea. | |
| One stone was cast in it' s glass waves... | |
| Disharmony, infection. | |
| I sighed a storm that drowned them. | |
| Bare a foot upon my shore illumination. | |
| Tombstones... | |
| In the calm of the water. | |
| Shine of unholy options, mirrored by wintermoon. | |
| Choose and | |
| I may not... | |
| Bare a hand upon my shore illumination. | |
| Darkness. | |
| Life is not the answer. | |
| The hands are rotten. | |
| Fool' s reflection, vanish now. | |
| I am still the disintegrator. | |
| Lucid ultimate pain, dissolver. | |
| In the years of brightness until my hateful victory the garden grew... | |
| Withered thoughts and vivid words. | |
| Vanish now. | |
| I have cast the firemist for those in truth shan' t bare the illness. | |
| We are of | |
| His flame. ... | |
| The Revelation. |