The whispering darkness, never spoken of before Lack of spiritual existence, endless aeons of nothingness
Storms with no wind Dead sun with no light Moonless sky with no stars All is eternally dead Aeons of oblivion Beset by emptiness Everlasting obscurity All is eternally dead
The whispering darkness, never spoken of before Lack of spiritual existence, endless aeons of nothingness A deep void of emptiness Where no life dwells, where death is supreme March towards the gate and be free
A deep void, a gate of nothingness Where no life dwells, where death is supreme March towards the gate of oblivion Enter the gate and be free