Descend into the ever-widening, yawning chasm of black thought. Descend into the voidpit, that spiraling hole of self deification. Escape from the decaying artifice, that illusory sheen, wall of representation. Descend into the ever-widening, yawning chasm of naked thought. Descend into the voidpit, that spiraling hole of self deification. The secret eye, all-discerning. Alive by the unspeakable oath. Leave behind this useless flesh husk. Escape into that hidden shape—incorporeal figure, the slumbering god-form—in the bottomless well of self affirmation. To breathe life into the organ of hope, we will cross all of the curse'd boundaries, the lines of sundering, feign'd divisions. We see beyond impenetrable wards to navigate the fault lines of fractural worlds. Descend into the ever-widening, yawning chasm, murk of rumination. Descend into the voidpit, that spiraling hole of self deification. And so we descend into the slithering depths, lit by the luminous torch of measureless thought, awash in meaningful chaos, rising in meditative glory above the grey names and sunken dreams, the feral, crooning paths lit by the luminous torch of measureless thought, as we descend into the slithering depths.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
