Seemingly eternal flickering burn Jesting hypnotic hues of blue For this fallacious light always remains bright? I slip in the eternal bloom deep in the womb The Last Flame writhing in light
Dark morbid Zen Strobes of trance seduce all in plight Be it faith, sorrow, riches or might The wick is raised, eyes in pursuit Help my morbid Zen Illusory sub-Gnosis takes deeper root Fleshly cowls crawl deep in the soot The wick is raised, eyes in pursuit Come my Morbid Zen
Our Morbid Zen
Rattling substrata senses, they yearn So trans-dimensional vibrations burn Let it be undone Let it lose its glow Beat my head to submission till it darkens the glow May I see nothing so
Seemingly eternal flickering hue Jesting hypnotic hues of blue The Last flame writhing in light Rippling translucent womb
Subliminal precursor to know Forever the 6th’s tones vast flow The Last Sound vibrating below We turn our transcendence away
Come Dark Morbid Zen! Strobes of trance seduce all in plight Be it faith, sorrow, riches or might The wick is raised, eyes in pursuit Come Dark Morbid Zen! Illusory sub-Gnosis takes deeper root Fleshly cowls crawl deep in the soot The wick is raised, eyes in pursuit Come Dark Morbid Zen!