Feel, The , Closed Doors Gateways to beyond and portals to other worlds I am a Beacon Feel me in vain Open Me the Heart of the Mundane
An echo in time Haunting in the walls Seeping from the crack In the halls
Moving in mirrors in the halls Collapsing all time, and the blood drips from walls An energy roots from within the witch raised the dead, and the Gods have risen
Tempting , the heart with a force blight decay A bliss buried in this necro place Take me in your heart The pale mask of light Feed me the soul of the risen night
The divine has risen from the dead From the bowels of the earth And the roots they shed Creaking in the hollows of the walls Portals of the past Beings of divine, The blight has come