Every time I open my eyes
Swirling with the void
The mist gently touching my eye
I'm reaching my arms into nothingness
The soothing cry of my mother buried in deep memories
Or is it the father's deception?
Lost in the maze of my own mind
At the brink of the night, we all submit to nightmares
The blood offering commutes the seal
Remember when we sat together amongst the deities and brought the scourge down on this earth?
Mind rot raptures through my enoire of ash
Every thought is passing through my hands
The ceaseless pain
Trapped in the illusions of frustrating hopelessness
I recollect the nails of the seven
Slowly reaching for my throat
Clawing my neck open for a feast to come
Their trust is diminished, betrayal of the only heir
Abase yourself, belief and sacraments
Submit yourselves, shapes and souls
Requiem, all that is
Breeding hope into your life
The final axiom
I approach the pinnacle of life
I grow vast across the sky
I am not my father's blood
At the brink of the night, we all submit to nightmares
The blood offering commutes the seal
Remember when we sat together amongst the deities and brought the scourge down on this earth?
I'm not my father's blood
There is no god here, your Lord has abandoned you
Silence surrounds the trenches, you suffer here but refuse to die
Pestilence is breeding in suffocating nothingness
At the brink of the night, we all submit to nightmares
The blood offering commutes the seal
Remember when we sat together amongst the deities and brought the scourge down on this earth?