A mental inner vortex
as possessions through a wolf's eye
envisioning the eclipse
no longer to be blinded by a sunrise
In this final benediction
confronted by mirage of imminent mortality
time's set to end the suffering
so follow, i will cherish the secrecies of hearts
Chased by the black sheperds
behind curtains of night
been found as a tool in their seduction
fatal haze
An escape into abomination
perished to phasma
asindrome of another aeon
soul-obsequial inhesion
Resurged in torrents of abyssmal thoughts
lost in a helix, blackest might
in stealth i do seek deliverance
in phantasmagoria, vortex utopia
(lyrics: silenoz)