Crucifiction - On the Wings of Hellspawn | Текст песни

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Out in the mindless void
The daemon bore me
Past the bright clusters
Of dimensioned space
Till neither time
Nor matter stretched before me
But only chaos
Without form or place

There the vast lord of all
In darkness muttered
Things he had dreamt
But could not understand
While near him shapeless
Bat-things flopped and fluttered
In idiot vortices
The ray-streams fanned

They danced insanely
To the high, thin winning
Of a cracked flute
Clutched on a monstrous paw
Whence flow the aimless waves
Whose chance combining
Gives each frail cosmos
It's eternal law

"I am his messenger"
The daemon said
As in contempt
He struck his master's head

-Howard Phillips Lovecraft-

In the core of the void
Chant Thy dreams of blind chaos
In the core of the void
Faceless God of the Gods

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