Same
Same shapes, same lies
That struck in, with pain
It'll never change
The way to
Silent oblivion
Of the
self
Yet
Another day is to come
Yet
Another plan is to come
When you stand at the gates
Of your own dreams
Which
take you to the land with no dawn
Can't you fell this abyss's appealing
Can't you breath the scent of black lotus
From the
depths of ophidian temple
Where you soul stand free
In insidious darkness
Behold here is a land of despair
No time past,
horizons lost, nothing dwells
But scorched earth, but silence....
It crawls to you
In fever & plague
It pounds in your
chest
It penetrates you
Liturgies of an extinct world
To the blessed
Chants of knowledge
Mask of fear
Haunting
Chimerus
The gleam in the eye of Seth Yet
Another way is to come
Yet,
Another being is to come
When you stand at the
gates
Of your own dreams
Which take you to the land with no Dawn
Can't you feel this abyss's appealing
Can't you feel that
the key is near
Wit the promise of an eternity
With opened eyes
As the spirit leaves the body
Enter the Stygian darkness
void.