| Song | The Black Token |
| Artist | Borknagar |
| Album | The Archaic Course |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brun | |
| Behold the furious river | |
| The river that comes with the time | |
| Like a burning flood | |
| A flood in the shape of every kind | |
| >From the mountains to the shores | |
| Trembling aflame within the core | |
| I have come as far as the end now | |
| To an existence where my soul belong | |
| My cells forever redeemed | |
| Recalling, the thorn so long gone | |
| I have got an eagles freedom | |
| And stormy power | |
| I have got godly wisdom | |
| And the silence of a flower | |
| I am passing the orifice beyond | |
| To the material origin, the elementary black | |
| Behold the stunning blackness | |
| Where the raging chaos steam | |
| Like a token of flood | |
| The dream that faces everyone | |
| From the mountain to the shores | |
| Still, trembling aflame within the core |
| zuo ci : Brun | |
| Behold the furious river | |
| The river that comes with the time | |
| Like a burning flood | |
| A flood in the shape of every kind | |
| From the mountains to the shores | |
| Trembling aflame within the core | |
| I have come as far as the end now | |
| To an existence where my soul belong | |
| My cells forever redeemed | |
| Recalling, the thorn so long gone | |
| I have got an eagles freedom | |
| And stormy power | |
| I have got godly wisdom | |
| And the silence of a flower | |
| I am passing the orifice beyond | |
| To the material origin, the elementary black | |
| Behold the stunning blackness | |
| Where the raging chaos steam | |
| Like a token of flood | |
| The dream that faces everyone | |
| From the mountain to the shores | |
| Still, trembling aflame within the core |
| zuò cí : Brun | |
| Behold the furious river | |
| The river that comes with the time | |
| Like a burning flood | |
| A flood in the shape of every kind | |
| From the mountains to the shores | |
| Trembling aflame within the core | |
| I have come as far as the end now | |
| To an existence where my soul belong | |
| My cells forever redeemed | |
| Recalling, the thorn so long gone | |
| I have got an eagles freedom | |
| And stormy power | |
| I have got godly wisdom | |
| And the silence of a flower | |
| I am passing the orifice beyond | |
| To the material origin, the elementary black | |
| Behold the stunning blackness | |
| Where the raging chaos steam | |
| Like a token of flood | |
| The dream that faces everyone | |
| From the mountain to the shores | |
| Still, trembling aflame within the core |