The Yawning Abyss Of Madness (Ad Noctum - Dynasty Of Death / I999 † 666I)
Again I drift the halls of wondering The black castle of solitude On the very edge of sanity In mental cryogenic interludes
I have slipped into the seventh The seventh circle of hell In realms where deadly shadows infest every cell Internal ceremonies in ritual death External bleedings for the demon of madness Hide from the torture of the dazzling light The demolition voice shall speak tonight
While I'm staring down into the darkest pit An ocean black as the night So infinite deep and consuming It swallows all life force with might
Again I drift the halls of wondering As I focus for the darkness to come In anguish minds uplift the conquering To cross the line of death beyond
Internal ceremonies in ritual death External bleedings for the demon of madness
An abstract reality and bottomless insanity To search for the powers to please The subconscious spirit of disease Time found no remedy Cause winds of darkness was stealing me
The yawning abyss of madness Under delusion of hate Darkness is the only survivor As evil dominion terminate
Behind the sealed door to imagination I sense the voices of devastation Dementia praecox A cascade of dark emotions An ominous silence imprisons me With disfigured landscapes
The winds that carry this esoteric call Emerges from the dungeons underneath my soul As I cross the bridge to that darkness My eyes are filled with so much death