"Of such great powers or beings there may be Conceivably a survival...a survival of a hugely Remote period when... consciousness was Manifested, perhaps, in shapes and forms long Since withdrawn before the tide of advancing Humanity... forms of which poetry and legend Alone have caught a flying memory and called Them gods, monsters, mythical beings of all Sorts and kinds..."
Tentacles of god swirl in my dreams Strange cities arise swollen with fears Forbidden eons' glimpse in dwelling mind Nocturnal secrets crawl Passing on lore to human kind
Where are those ulterior gods Drown in mist, in slumber voiced Their tales are forgotten Songs and dances long forlorn
Sinister visions delirium evokes Image of the gods in cthonic vaults Awake in the dark pondering for eons When their time will come I pray to dream on
Where are those ulterior gods Drown in mist, in slumber voiced Their tales are forgotten Songs and dances long forlorn
Where are those ulterior gods Behind the wall of sleep they dwell Preaching to the faithful ones Reviving terror in my brainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
