When from the heavens the stars perish
And from the dreams nothing remains alive
When from the promises remain dissonant lies
And from salvation only hieroglyphs of dust
Then I will blaze in flames and wash myself off the memories
When the funerary torches enlighten
The hope to reduce all faith to ashes
When the unborn spawn grows old
And mortals become rotting carrion
Then I am going to summon thee, ye who invoked me
I well recall the old red lair of water
And the boundless dream of the salty seas
Until the floodgates were open to expel in a world I fucking hate
Who dared to summon my presence?
To cut off the cord and snatch me like a fruit
Naming me under the repulsive axioms of the desert's books of tales
Cleansing me off from the heathen blood still pulsating in my veins
Exorcise me from this body and fade away from this plane
I dedicate thee a final prayer as the symbolic becomes diabolic
Return the spell where my self belongs and rejoin me into chaos
CHAOS!