Chthonic Odyssey

Deceiver in a darkened disguise
A familiar exterior unhallowed inside as the figure dissipates from the gateway
Ignis fatuus calling from the abyss

(Seek out my voice, do not be afraid)
(Take my hand) I will show you the way

Revival of noumenon to this diadem essentia
With vigor, I quell ascending the unascendable
For the bonds on my spirit have disenthralled

Life finds its way into the void until the veil is shut again
Breaking down all that we know until the veil is shut again

Where the darkness yields the plentiful
I shall prevail and will emerge as legend

The wretched possessor begins to show its true intentions
This is not the salvation that I seek
I long to be buried in the ground sinking deeper down
Yet I remain damned

The dreaded mystic abyss
The facade forever expands in this derelict dominion
In perpetuum I dwell
The harvest of innocence to be ingested
The gaping mouth of judgement and creation absorbs

Life finds its way into the void until the veil is shut again
Breaking down all that we know until the veil is shut again

The dreaded mystic abyss
This is no longer the calm before the storm

I’m binded to despair unparalleled
In sheer denial of the situation, not responding
Pulse is quickened from the pain, I feel the blisters forming
The conflagration rising panic-stricken, fire storming
The malefactor makes its presence known, she lingers watching

The veil has been shut again, again
The veil has been shut again