- Aesthetics Of The Grotesque
Murder becomes essential in preserving the worlds beyond within
Last night I slept with mother earth
She become my precious whore
Now night breeds the flock of stillborn thoughts
There's nothing more
Flesh and soul are but words
Insomniacs transparent phantasms
- Delirium
Shadow of myself or was it god
There's voices in the walls all around
Mocking my weary distress
Duplicating memories of nowhere
Aching inside convulsive sleep
Foam and worms among broken glass
Absence of time, abrasive roar
Why do you feed me with needles...
- Demons Swarm By My Side
Moments languish in their absence while silence moans
Paralyzed in dormancy, lifeless slumber drowning in emptiness
Senses still flicker awaiting the hopeless awakening to a vague travesty of being
Carrying human body in a long dead soul
I've abandoned the flame once burning within
Seeking only the depths of fathomless stillness
Surrounded by wills of the wisp in this reeking swamp
- Narcosis
Diving into prodigious landscape beyond experience
Stars have died in this desolate wasteland of infinity
Limits collide and shatter into endless parallels
Physical form has ceased to exist, only spirit without carrying form
Outside the form as the breath of howling winds and darkness
The world never appeared in reality nor even a wretched dream
Black holes open wide in between the galaxies unseen
- Numquam
Wavering empty minute when existence flows towards its persistent fate
Blear imagery before your eyes
Seen defeat behind glass, mantles of smoke
Asking nevermore what went wrong
Scars shall heal no more
All you gave wasn't worth a dime
Empty stare - bleeding wrists
- On the Strand of Nightmares
Towers stand tall reaching the grey skies
Seen the weight of the years untouchable
Sleeping waters returned you from their depths
On the strand of nightmares you've become rotten flesh
Air has become a poison making our lungs to bleed
Choking to our own wishes to flee
Dreaming no more
- Parasomnia
Still vast desert of being
Roaming and crawling through this empty field
Last autumn for somnambulist to drown
Aimless and forgotten, restrained and aching
Thoughts echo in parade of unforgiveness
The invisible dead march in solemn torment
Painful mirage strikes through your blinded eyes
- Passage to Eternity
You have become a foe to your own existence
Slave to your own nightmares, reality is fading away
Like a wretched curse the shadows crawl over you
The temple of echoing thoughts where your tortured self is punished
World is only a distant shade of a dream long lost
Mirror escapes your image as you've killed yourself with shame
- Prosperity
Great abundance of grief, prosperity of poverty and wealth of misery prevails
Losses you gain with weakness as your power while rejoicing at your plentiful agony
Darkness as your guiding light, winter frost keeps you warm through the night
Gallons of absinthe to keep you sane, only death keeps you alive
Solitude as your companion and silence to hear your cries
Hatred for you to cherish and pain for you to enjoy effusively
- Rope Ladder to the Moon
You asked me to a party
To a house just by the moon
You gave me silver loving
The end was all too soon
You asked me to the theater
In a place quite near the sun
You gave me golden sunbeams
- Saturnine Vastness
Bleak time stands still here
Frozen vastness of nothingness
I feel nothing but pain
Can't escape the infinity of screams
I writhe in unending bliss of torment, neverending
So blind to my being that once existed beyond agony
- The Gate of Adar
I've gazed beyond the stars and infinite space
Beheld the dimensions unknown to man
I've shaken while seing the laws of time and space crumble
to the pits of pandemonic horrors
For what I've invoken can't be banished
and I'm too weak to fight
- The Kettle
Why the kettle dry?
Why the empty eye?
Why the vacant sky?
Why the sunspots cry?
The kettle dry
The sunspots cry
The empty eye
- The Machine Demands A Sacrifice
When the night wind cries on the Bloodred feathers
Containers groan as they come together
And the loaded roadsigns they point to never
Don't let it sleep
Don't let it fall asleep
When seagulls cry from the powered drains
- The River
Staring to these white walls and waiting for them to vanish
Feeling of cold grows stronger and sight is blurring in these tired eyes
No questions remain anymore as they're all wiped away
Only this moment where time stands still reaching its limits
Stillness awaits while touching the calmness merged with pain
that soon will cease to be with my shattered consciousness
River is flowing down in constant movement, further down
- Towards the Infinite
Spirits of multiverse
Unspeakable presence of malice
Heading towards the infinite
Ordained with crown of disdain and irreverence
in the principality of nightmares' inheritance
Rays of the addling planets
- Weathered
Vast fields of ice prevailed by gloom
Still they flicker in relentless storm
Echoes resound through the years
Silent screams that will never leave
Spheres of chaotic reign
Beyond sleep - bereft of life
Escape the earth through nebula