[Pretext: The codeine kicks in. I can't keep awake. Charon, here are two coins to carry me across. I sacrifice dirty blood and swallow the spirit of God
[Pretext: It feels like the air is getting thicker by the minute. This room suffocates me, abstruse and strange but nothing less then reality? Recognition
["Expelled, but never again in this body I will hold", was his words as he breathed on my lump of a soul. From the plains of anger he has come, still
[Pretext: ... but the pain persists. Morning breaks its stillborn rays upon my skin. Is this a new day, or is it the same. Pillow soaked in sweat. They
[Pretext: I dissent... Our goals are different. The journey not the same, I'll close you down. Dead. Digressing... yet another recognition. Floating back
[Pretext: Again, silence. Forsaken. Outside the window the world remains the same. A mouth - fucked race. Fear - fed parasites. You despise a fool. Still
[Pretext: And it dies with you, fades like old paint. Peels off like humid and dead skin, a new journey begins. The phase of the first change has come
There is no end to this spiral of pain Walls get thinner and lines get erased Mortal thoughts are mixed with him Infixed and refined I see more clearly
It's gaping graves, endless death The war has come, hold the flames Is gaping graves, endless death The harvest reaped, and nothing left Exalted one,
I want to be what their eyes can't see I sweep their minds just to recollect Abandon souls in a rotten tree In the gallows hangs their god I am the demon
Plague mass! Over the horizon is spreads From the threshold of darkness A mass of crawling chaos Awaiting to engulf this realm Cosmic tentacles of pure
Walking through the shapes of dread Bound to pledge this human shape Once straight, now lay crooked and still A hateful plan to end this pain I find the
Thorns pierce your eyes Clinging to the lie Every second of your agony - he died for you? Whores of the illusion Forced on built in just fresh from the
[Pretext: I exit the void. Disconnect life. Expel the thick bile, the healing has been done, I've stepped outside. Exitus Spiritus. Luciferius et tu domunis
Splendour, from darkness thick as blood Tentacles unfold, and I endure (the pain) Is this real?! Tries to grasp the sight by hand In a pending state of
Engineering one's fate Caught up in a place between In the swoon falling Killing off the illusions In that swoon I saw That all is not as it seems But
As it unfolds we all be dead Like an empty thought in someone else's head Through the mud it's calling me Global death immediately Worlds collide, astral
Blurry, he's eyes are failing him. Fury, he cannot move. Horror, as he know they are tricking him, trapping him, strapping him down. Sane? Blasphemy?
