Beyond the rehearsal nightmare
dead sleep walker
manifest force of aggression
the keeper’s arise
birth of the giant
and His massive incantation.


I spell the charm with hate
Thorns are shaping the armor
no feel shall enter
remembrance will not survive
possessed by the dead.

Death it’s only the gate
the philosopher’s passage
spellbound by the end


I crawl their existence
then I shall become
smooth in the sand
even under the sunlight


And I trust the oracle
for my voice, the unspoken
relief for the greatest ending


Creatures feeding the birth of night
conquering the inner self
I’ll shape more shelters
born of my own nature


…I shall see!

Hidden must remain
disincarnated from the past.

…More than ever!

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