I strain myself, strangled by disdain
As the air I breathe burns me
A hollow voice invites me
To the shaded courts of shame
I'll stare the burning horizon
Receding to the dark
With a key to a world below
Agony of generations flashing before me
The chill I feel down my spine
As I augure the mournful presence of death
Flowing downwards through layers
In unknown fields of consciousness
I remember now, dead planets so distant
And galaxies unknown, where life has a different flow
There choirs sing mute, to the slumber of the Gods
And dreams of chaos, crawl in temples of opal
But the dead awake
From their rapturous hush
Oh my neck
Their sordid strings are attached
Dragging me down
Moans from Phlegethon echo, fires burn
Churning waters of the underworld
The shore of Acheron crack
Hellbound tombs of Hecate shudder
The boat is sailing
Down, to the silent courts of Hades
Where all mortals go
But my path is guarded by a medusa's gaze
Golden sphinxes
Aside my highway to Yuggoth ablaze
Shine for me