If you would listen to this silence You could obtain keys to a new sense A sight with explore your darkness Without eyes, without light In this ritual at desolate shrine You hear no words, no prayers This is the ritual of silence The gateway to utter blackness
In front of pure nothingness Man shivers like autumn leaves Without the rhythm of life he is withering away
In front of the all-piercing eye Naked behind his wall of flesh Lack of safety and comfort He is vanishing within himself In this ritual at desolate shrine You hear no words, no prayers This is the ritual of silence The gateway to utter blackness
In a dangerous meeting With yourself in the abyss Under the layers of chaos you are the will of god Eye to an eye with a stranger you both raise your daggers In the name of Satan You become one
In this ritual at desolate shrine You speak no words, you pray not It is the womb of silence where you die and born again And you see them now Explorer of your darkness The keys in your hands A new world opens
One of chaos Within chaosTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
