Inertia reigns in silver streams As the black light blazes over the rivers of filth And the streams that flow into the pits Of a thousand separations in a severed abyss The bones of the many longing for silence Like shining stars extinguished in shit
Tepid pools of holy excrement Disguise the lies that never could have been Existence refused to admit The end results of matter Devourment of flesh By neither ... to cease it to exist
Imploding weight pours inward From the centre of the universe Burning, blazing As corpses crackle in the desert Heat and fire and welcoming.. All consumption
The chalice of life is plagued with drought Trembling before the secrets of the worm Gears of light ... the eye of the peacock Gilded feathers glazed in blood What is a demon but a form that leadeth Unto temples of inertia? Are these the holy fallen watchers?
Psychic messages sent from The bowels of the earth To beckon to their pits ...in chains in deepest darkness
Tendrils reach and grasp Peeling back the veils of duality Cracked visage splits Splinters of light pouring ever outwards
I am an angel of death! I am a fallen star! I am utmost emptiness ... revealed!!!
The golden rays of dusk Pierce the splayed ribs Bones dressed in ashes Scattered in morose illumination
From the spouts of uncreation To the pits of utter desolation They beckonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
