I strain myself, strangled by disdain As the air I breathe burns me A hollow voice invites me To the shaded courts of shame I'll stare the burning horizon Receding to the dark With a key to a world below
Agony of generations flashing before me The chill I feel down my spine As I augure the mournful presence of death
Flowing downwards through layers In unknown fields of consciousness
I remember now, dead planets so distant And galaxies unknown, where life has a different flow There choirs sing mute, to the slumber of the Gods And dreams of chaos, crawl in temples of opal
But the dead awake From their rapturous hush Oh my neck Their sordid strings are attached Dragging me down
Moans from Phlegethon echo, fires burn Churning waters of the underworld The shore of Acheron crack Hellbound tombs of Hecate shudder The boat is sailing Down, to the silent courts of Hades Where all mortals go
But my path is guarded by a medusa's gaze Golden sphinxes Aside my highway to Yuggoth ablaze Shine for me