Journeys do end
So others begin
Greeted by echoes
Of the Unseen
Abandonment
Is the Harbinger of abstraction
Essence of dreams dreams of realities
Beyond and Within
The claws of the Black One thrust forth,
Tearing the I asunder.
Abandonment
Frail to the point of non-existence
Abandoning the husk of flesh
Towards transcendence
The Roaring Voice of the God of Death
Drinking of Heaven
On the roof of the World
Outside a shell
So fragile and cold
Joining the echoes
Of the Unseen
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
