Possessed by the ecstasy of the extreme
Destroying chapels of devotion
Overwhelming addiction to dormancy

The essential confusion of senses

The endless hope of breakthrough

Only hate and grim, for sober reality
Impalpable in the glare of lunar
Behind the times


Mesmerized of ambient aeons
Clandestine cognition

Inspected through these empty eyes...
... the inside of longing death.


Limbonic lifetime
Gathering aimless souls
Raping their etherial illusions

And releasing their imprisoned minds

An apocalyptic moment wafts with a wet fear

... through our rotten hands.
A new aeon, a new blaze...
We climb with an erection, to usurp your place

... on the throne by the hills...