Same
Same shapes, same lies
That struck in, with pain
It'll never change
The way to
Silent Oblivion
Of the self

Yet
Another day is to come
Yet
Another plan is to come
When you stand at the gates
Of your own dreams
Which take you to the land with No Dawn

Can't you feel this abyss's appealing
Can't you breath the scent of Black lotus
From the depths of ophidian temple
Where your soul stands free
In insidious darkness

Behold here is a land of despair
No time past, horizons lost, nothing dwells,
But scorched earth, but silence...

It crawls to you
In fever and plague
It pounds in your chest
It penetrates you

Liturgies of an extinct world
To the blessed
Chants of knowledge
Mask of fear
Haunting chimeras
The gleam in the eye of Set
Yet, another way is to come

Yet
Another being is to come
When you stand at the gates
Of your own dreams
Which take you to the land with No Dawn

Can't you feel this abyss's appealing
Can't you feel that the key is near
With the promise of an eternity
With opened eyes
As the spirit leaves the body
Enter the Stygian Darkness Void.