Abyss abyssum invocat In the divinity of my solitude The warmth of their souls is being fucking shredded
So let there be only those of I Join the wisdom, bring the timeless pain to The altar of human years, Though there`s only ash of sorrows Under a cloven hoof.
So let there be only those of I
Mirrors where we see funerals of earth gods Though still you fear to touch leper wisdom Sheltering in the sanctuary of your last faith Sewing up the eyelids, scarring yourself forever Murky eyes staring in abyss through abyss
So let there be only those of I
Choice is perennial and the seed of divinity is Where the stars are being disfigured, transformed and mingling into one
Uprise of the wisdom Its wisps were once close, were creeping to lurking mind Hatred is rising Let you sense the touch of noble and wise madness See me now as a paradox
Be the bane of you, The steps to throne Which fearful gods avoid Not of this world, Not of the faith Not of human seed. I, I am the sector Of leper truth and divine wrath If you see me, feel me as a paradox
Your ascension. Steps to the wasteland Your ascension. New breath, new skin, new vision