This very theatrical song was written as one of the very first for the album it so dramatically ends. When finished I remember being completely extatic because of the very visual vocals which fitted so well with the dramatic music. It has so many faces that it is hard to summerize the general pace and flow in short. It starts off in fast backbeat (quite unusual in ElviraMadigan) with fluent keyboard solos and quickly breaks the pace with the key-solo still flowing between the breaks. This middle section is very heavy and is rounded off with a softer interlude but eventually blasts off with the faster pace again (as the main caracter conjures his Lord but instead gets to meet the devil). The song ends in heavy riffing. Dark is the Seraphim features a more evolved storytelling and was actually the first English lyrics for "Wiches". Had it not been for this tracks successful vocals then chances are the entire CD would have been in Swedish. So perhaps we all have this song to give at least a little gratitude to eh? Total running time: 7:45

Dark is the Seraphim

Falling by numbers before my very eyes
The Kin of the Dragons I've slain by birthright
And seer grant me courage for I know not the peril
That lie ahead down my twisted path

... So rise, oh Lord ...
... Grant me strength, to uphold ...
Thy kingdom to come
Thy death be undone
Sleep no longer

For the land below both King and foe
Awaits this final day
And though fear roams I do know, I do understand
What must be done ...

Be seated, be afraid for what may come this way
For behind these shutters and behind these doors
Our story's about to unfold

I gather the will to end my mission
With the seven witches tied at the stakes
And as the audience is ghasping for air
I prepare to revel in the flesh
And now the feast is here, as the maidens fair
Are cleansed by the flames

Preordained
As I falter by every word
Summoning all but the Lord himself
For as the shape reveals as prophesied in the "good book"
It all seams somewhat twisted to what I've
Learned to believe to be the man not the beast
I've (now) somehow succumbed to without
Knowing what made me sacrifice
All that's dead to be by the hand of the Lord

... Oh Lord why have you turned on me?

... Oh Lord you sought me out
Behind this curtain of my everyday life
And now it seams the only one to die
Is me ...