uiesence, so precious, well-nigh forgotten, 

Echoes through the wooden baronial hall.

Smouldering ornaments, marvelous shimmering, 

Beyond human entities, incinerating the throne

In a semblance of triangular madness.



The worlds ash bursts the urn, breathe, breathe

The decay, the ruin, death. Suffuse the spirit with

The deepest of all abysms, thrust sanity

Down into crimson depths.

The worlds ash bursts the urn, 

Breathe, breathe the decay, the ruin, death.



Shatter the Self at times rising predawn, negate

All hope, confidence, existence. Withdraw

Vigour from the will, the will from vigour, 

Unfold within the entirety of nonentity.



Renew tides slackening cycle. Stride on

Into thereafter, the before, the here and now.

Sink in the mire of bedazzled thoughts, drown

In the murky hole of reeking degeneration.



Dispatch the curse of divine uncreation



Sink in the mire of bedazzled thoughts, 

Drown in the murky hole of reeking degeneration.