Same
Same shapes, same lies
That struck in, with pain

It''ll never change
The way to
Silent oblivion

Of the self

Yet

Another day is to come
Yet
Another plan is to come

When you stand at the gates
Of your own dreams
Which take you to the land with no dawn


Can't you fell this abyss's appealing
Can't you breath the scent of black lotus

From the depths of ophidian temple
Where you soul stand free
In insidious darkness


Behold here is a land of despair
No time past, horizons lost, nothing dwells

But scorched earth, but silence...

It crawls to you

In fever & plague
It pounds in your chest
It penetrates you


Liturgies of an extinct world
To the blessed

Chants of knowledge
Mask of fear
Haunting chimerus

The gleam in the eye of seth yet
Another way is to come


Yet,
Another being is to come
When you stand at the gates

Of your own dreams
Which take you to the land with no dawn


Can't you feel this abyss's appealing
Can't you feel that the key is near
Wit the promise of an eternity

With opened eyes
As the spirit leaves the body
Enter the stygian darkness void.