The final strain has broken
Broken the strings
Inversion
The abyss spews as it eats itself
Time kicks made backwards towards the thirteen hour and drags space with it making it void

Within the within you are a portal
Your a vessel of the embodied end your twisted souls declare that the crop is ripe

A million inner eyes open
And the world is real again
Too late your realise it's too late
Claws turned inside out scratch on the back of your eyes
Making you see your church within

Within the within you are a portal
Your a vessel of the embodied end your twisted souls declare that the crop is ripe

Death comes from the mouth beyond, sensing that her time has come, you bring forth the end divine
The scyth of light and snakes entwine
Hear my curse of doom

The final strain has broken
Broken the strings
Inversion
The abyss spews as it eats itself
Time kicks made backwards towards the thirteen hour and drags space with it making it void

Within the within you are a portal
Your a vessel of the embodied end your twisted souls declare that the crop is ripe

Death comes from the mouth beyond, sensing that her time has come, you bring forth the end divine
The scyth of light and snakes entwine
Hear my curse of doom