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!
We turn our transcendence away
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