Lost is the straight path To the edges of consciousness Gates of horn and ivory Crown a lake of bitterness Wraiths line the fields of this hell Consumed with vain regret Blind worms ignorant Of knowledge in the self These madmen and lepers Do themselves condemn In dreams of abberration Drowning insipid vermin Is there nothing beyond? Is there nothing before me? Radiance of the void Dis staring back at me Purify the vessel In darkness pain no more Open my weary eyes Smash the gates to the abyss The only apotheosis is bloody tears And the wretched laughter of the gods Flame surrounds me Raging columns burn Circles of the dead By the light of the seven pointed star Hidden in secret ciphers and edicts of fire Spectres reappear and fade As I rend the branches Of the tree of death Lost in sorrow and Forgotten desire Sacred night enshroud my soul as Offering to the who Dwells beyond I am become timeless amongst You, as I embrace the silence