As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of existence is to Kindle a light in the darkness of being ’ carl jung
Sometimes red curtains fall Before the act has headed for the wings As on that night disaster crawled out from the stalls...
Suddenly the dark, the thickest stygian dark Pressing on all sides with vertigo Running from the quickest in the sickest abyss My spirit’s lifted by an angel of woe
A dredged up drea_dful past Drags discordant thoughts my way Unforgiven and driven to despair I sense the mordant wraith azazel Standing there
Now the vision simmers I spya distant gleam Racing ever closer Through this persistent dream
And by its welcome glimmer Writhing into sight The brutish groping nightmares That hide beside the light
Then a roar And a voice like a pride of lions Thunde rs from the maw In a blackened mass The creatures flee Screaming bloody murder as A shining gateway opens for me
Death, the great adventure
At the peril of my soul I welcome death, the great avenger
Spared this awful realm Vvhere those who stalk the living haunt the murk Untethered pleasures keep them tied to flawed Humana
Floating upward still, to where the tunnel mouth reveals Two manticores that ward an ebon door I muster lean resolve, as the luminance dissolves And i am thrust headlong before their venomous jaws I am in darkness again But here accursedness is vastly deeper
Uneorgiven and given to torment I am nothing Groteslnje, bereft of judgement
This abyss, a void Where stripped oe all but sele One must wish to be destroyed
To pass on somewhere else
Beyond this pit oe wicked shouts I madness and eallacies Aeons i eailed to rail my doubts Before eear leet love saving me
Then a roar And a voice like the clash ortitans Thunders erom the maw In a seething mass The horrors flee Screaming bloody murder as A shrouded sky opens immensely
Listen! What eden shall arise Abundant erom the cliees that stunt hell’s Redundant cries?
A view oe breathtaking beauty Unveils, as the sun disperses Perversities
Death, the great adventure
For the glory of my soul I welcome death, the great avenger
The damaged man revives With dawning truth, this morning suits The world i leet abruptly In exaltation, i find mysele alive Near—death to steera liee long’led corruptly
The sweet silver chord that keeps me mooreds I know that heaven sent her
From the cold to hold her face again I rose from death, the great adventure Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
