When I close my eyes I imagine the horror… I inhale narcotic zephyres and venomous ethers I'm prisioner into the inferno of my imagination…
Asphyxiated by my desires and dreams, when the black sunset falls I penetrate the sacred kabbalah for its golden paths Where I hear the frost symphony of a lugubrious organ…
However, withdrawn of vile human faces I glimpsed bloody beautiful spirits Drugged and lost into my self by oriental strange incenses Between psychotic rhombus and shining spirals.
I walk o'er gardens of rotten stench fetus and decayed skulls Avid for finding the mysterious source of the Occult Light…
I raise my spirit upon the astral airs of the ten sephiraths Of supreme knowledge: from ancestral tree of life and death.
I crossed the majestic portals of: Malkuth, Yesod, Hod, Netzah And the fire skies of: Tiphereth, Geburah, Hesed, Binah, Hochmah,
'til my arrival to the remote wrap apex of Kether's Crown where I can see the golden flame burning forever in my spirit.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
