Non existent in a plane of void before Merely dust in the winds that form the storm Now restored as lord of my world Or disperse into a realm of discord
The extraction of my energy Evolution or descend into the grave Dust to dust
So I strive and struggle to find the way, Living life I'm blind unknowing what can be One chance to grasp to finally see Another side of my being
The extraction of my energy Evolution or descend into the grave
Cursed matter blinds inner being From astral form In this world we exist Only seeing horror
Non existent in a plane of void before Merely dust in the winds that form the storm Now restored as lord of my world Or disperse into a realm of discord
The extraction of my energy Evolution or descend into the grave