Nightstalker
The Equinox Ov The Gods Lyrics


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The autumn leaves are gently dancing
Upon the soil in which i lie
My place of rest for the living hidden
Far away from their prying eyes
Summoned by the monn ascending
Toward the surfice i slowly rise
To once again stroll the path of darkness
Crimson coloured it before me lies

I won't brake the masquerade
As i stalk my pray at night
Death comes swift and silent my dear
You won't feel the bite
And when the morning finally comes
Draind from blood you will be found
A withered flower in an alleyway
Under a shroud of frost, blaek and pale

In my tomb, my haven dark
I wait in dreamless sleep




The day to pass, the dusk to come
The time to leave my keep

Overall Meaning

The Equinox Ov The Gods's song NightStalker is a dark and ominous piece about a supernatural being who rises from their resting place each night to stalk their prey. The lyrics depict the singer being summoned by the moon to rise from the soil where they rest and to once again wander the path of darkness. It is apparent that this being is a predator, preying on those who are unsuspecting and vulnerable. The lyrics suggest that the prey won't know what hit them, as death comes swiftly and silently.


The singer of the song also implies that they are in hiding from the living, suggesting that they are not a part of the human world. The lyrics paint a picture of a solitary existence, where the singer's only companions are darkness and their prey. The final stanza of the song suggests that the singer's resting place is their haven, and they are only awakened at night to fulfil their dark desires. Overall, the lyrics of NightStalker create a haunting and eerie atmosphere that perfectly fits the theme of the song.


Line by Line Meaning

The autumn leaves are gently dancing
The peaceful scene of autumn leaves dancing on the ground is present.


Upon the soil in which i lie
The singer is lying in the ground covered in soil.


My place of rest for the living hidden
The singer's grave is hidden from the living.


Far away from their prying eyes
The grave is intentionally hidden from people's view.


Summoned by the moon ascending
The artist's spirit is summoned by the ascending moon.


Toward the surface i slowly rise
The singer's spirit rises towards the surface.


To once again stroll the path of darkness
The singer's spirit is free to roam the darkness again.


Crimson coloured it before me lies
The path before the artist's spirit is colored in red, possibly due to past killings.


I won't break the masquerade
The artist will not reveal themselves to their prey.


As i stalk my pray at night
The artist is stalking their prey in the darkness of the night.


Death comes swift and silent my dear
The victim will not know when they are going to be killed.


You won't feel the bite
The victim will not feel a thing when they are killed.


And when the morning finally comes
When the morning arrives, the victim will be found.


Drained from blood you will be found
The victim will have been drained of blood when found in the morning.


A withered flower in an alleyway
The corpse will be like a withered flower, possibly abandoned in an alley.


Under a shroud of frost, black and pale
The corpse will be covered in a cold, black, and pale shroud of frost.


In my tomb, my haven dark
The artist is at home in their dark tomb.


I wait in dreamless sleep
The singer is waiting for something while in a deep, dreamless sleep.


The day to pass, the dusk to come
The singer waits for the day to end and the night to come.


The time to leave my keep
The artist waits for the right time to leave their hiding place.




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