Abyss abyssum invocat
In the divinity of my solitude
The warmth of their souls is being fucking shredded
So let there be only those of I
Join the wisdom, bring the timeless pain to
The altar of human years,
Though there`s only ash of sorrows
Under a cloven hoof.
So let there be only those of I
Mirrors where we see funerals of earth gods
Though still you fear to touch leper wisdom
Sheltering in the sanctuary of your last faith
Sewing up the eyelids, scarring yourself forever
Murky eyes staring in abyss through abyss
So let there be only those of I
Choice is perennial and the seed of divinity is
Where the stars are being disfigured, transformed and mingling into one
Uprise of the wisdom
Its wisps were once close, were creeping to lurking mind
Hatred is rising
Let you sense the touch of noble and wise madness
See me now as a paradox
Be the bane of you,
The steps to throne
Which fearful gods avoid
Not of this world,
Not of the faith
Not of human seed.
I, I am the sector
Of leper truth and divine wrath
If you see me, feel me as a paradox
Your ascension. Steps to the wasteland
Your ascension. New breath, new skin, new vision
