Floating in torment, suspended animation, captured in frontiers,
Between time and space.
Dimensions, stepping through
barriers, toward the void, the dark
Near my goal, from my calling, still resisting, still hoping.
a shower of black fog, a big bright vortex straight
Ahead my course.
Where Damians block my path, using my last drop of energy, I
Into the exit.
Destroying them and gaining entrance.
Revolution of time, passing the vortex, restores my soul, feeding,
My power grows.
Of hate and desire, to destroy and receive, pain and pleasure Within.
The lost domain of GANZIR, an ethereal
plane, the world beyond of Beyond.
Afterlife of Damians, war bound of demons.
MYSTICAL PLANE OF EVIL
MYSTICAL PLANE OF
The captor of inverse energy, the destructor of captive tortured Souls.
Protected by emissaries of alien creatures, unknown to
The wishes of every souls here came through, the gift of
Annihilation, confrontation, elimination.
And reborn of
new unlife demonic forces, instead of their freedom.
In the great battlefield of death, some of LEVIATHAN
Portals to travel back to earth.
To get more food....more souls.
Here, they are draining life with malevolent
crystals which feed
And replaces the spirit 's energy with dark fumes, what did I wish For?
I fly through the exit of this
hell, emerging from the astral Horror.
Reentering my body that was in my room, lying in a pool of blood.
I raise like a zombie
from my bed, I am now an undead, a terrorizing
Terror of the living.
No, I want to live, revive.
I want to undo what I 've
Dead, dismal, rebel, warrior, sinister, hunger for life.
Unblessly taken to rotten crypts...