As the light fades away and all the evils are unleashed, by the virtue of my ignorance Incurable in my ways as evil lived in my heart, even in my last breaths In death I break the chains of a life spent under a curse. As the world turns dark I enter a dreamlike state, overwhelmed by utter blackness and I’ll see to it one day So, you think that we have forgotten The knife, the skin on the night of sin Wandering nomads, they were dressed in blue They carve the flesh for the gate at dawn A grim millennium as they crave for yore Paranoid visions which are drenched in gloom The moon, the spirit, the call from the grave The voice descends, and the blood is pure Now, we worship the thousand corpses As we walk the abandoned ruins Beg, the shrine to beget the violence A dying wish of the forgotten spirit The valley, the truth and the forlorn doom The relishing of hatred in an astral hole The sun is dead, so let us rejoice The weeping of a thousand years is now foretold Existence without acknowledgement of the curse An unfathomable abomination Denial of imminent death Hatred and intolerance of the demon Downfall, irreverence, eradication Emptiness is survival, scorned A face in the mirror and it isn’t mine I enter, the eternal sickness Nothing to be explained End up submitting when you can’t give in The final extract of absolution

A true and dreadful discourse of a light depleted through obliteration The empty vodka bottles consistently, forever speak for themselves The scars all over my body tell the whole fucking tale I am falling Found in prepetuum of excess within contempt regenerated in death Another irredeemable fuck up perpetuated by obsession and lust No one hears… the cries No one spares… their crimes I live in constant fear Of all that which is near and I live in constant fear Of all that which is near No! Insignificance of the will once perished, to be blighted Why? Thrust into suffering through continuous survival. It’s what remains More! Fucking hallucinatory torment of due deliverance. I am falling They! Give their wrists and dispel concurrent safety in numbers I live in constant fear Of all that which is near and I live in constant fear Of all that which is near No fight in death Despondent nightmare Eternal ineffectiveness Tear the eye out for engulfment No saviour will come Ruin me to create order And kill with these hands Cut me, bleed me for amusement The final sadistic nocturnal prayer to downplay thine insignificance Malformed bourgeois architecture will eternally haunt my dreams Horrific, ceaseless repetition of words in hope of them turning into facts Must cease to exist Voices and beings coming from these walls telling me things that should not be The process of purification through my catatonic body will achieve equilibrium Take me away… from here Just anywhere… but here I live in constant fear Of all that which is near and I live in constant fear Of all that which is near Degradation of minds The perseverance of lunacy Sweet ailment of mine Inhuman construction from the Black Spheres Arcane and indestructible Not human, not fragile An abomination, indescribable Apotheosis achieved through my destruction So, stick the fucking knife in me and between just us, denial And we can just give into grief and surrender to the pentagram The atonement of abuse remains, I leave this plane in hatred Just give up all your torn-up bliss. The chaos it breeds, Belial The plights, can they save the souls And what did they contribute? All the limbs mutilated Devoid of colour, comfort in the void of consciousness Assassinate in name of the abyss. The invisible parasites feast on my betrayal And enter the malignant prophecy, destroy thy sins in the night of endless abstraction. The key to the gate. Of horrors from beyond Formless being, deforms all on which it dawns The torment will never cease As long as the gate remains closed Watch the night of bloodletting begin, release the sickness from the depths Let the horrors be set free and gaze at the malformed geometry In the abominable black spheres, forbidden knowledge of those once omnipotent All trapped in the prison of greed, anticipate the revenge of the ghosts As the valley beyond my comprehension, formed itself In illogical patterns, unfathomable I return My mind ruined and forever deformed Forbidden to live with the cursed knowledge of the indescribable terror Of a realm where time and space didn’t exist I return as a messenger To spread the disease In the valley of abomination Lies the ultimate disease Chalices filled with poison Sacrificial offering to the distant inferno I travelled across the Black Spheres In my astral body To see if I exist Messiah of botched surgery and deformation I gaze at the battle below Watch as the populous immerse in black bile Streaks of melancholy I shalt forever bleed Drink from the chalice of poison The fulfilment in nothing Sigils in futility Pestilence by immortal fiends The maximiser of wrath unknown to cosmic bounds Mortuary of dehumanisation Technological fanaticism Damnation In the abyss Magnetism of the void torments in a smokeless fire

Before I reach my inevitable doom, I hide myself away from the sun Destroy my body as it is a creation of god, as the perpetual almanack foretells my dismal fortune As I feel the slashing chill My hatred for this lair remains I await the ancient wisdom And anticipate the abysmal torture The lizard, coming into human skin The lizard, an abomination no eyes should see I believe it was once written The torment of a thousand voices The suffocation in existence Revelling in human flesh I’m drowning in suburbia Malignant creature of repugnance I’m seething in suburbia In isolation I plan thy demise I’m drowning in suburbia Writhe as I begin the malefaction ritual I’m seething in suburbia My fortune only serves to warm the flame of my torment The lizard, coming into human skin The lizard, an abomination no eyes should see In the land of nobody They seek the dominion after dark, an enigmatic vision of death Thou shalt never demise The antichrist of desolation in yellow bile stained vomit hidden by my weary eyes Toxicity spread by magick The king of rats shalt rule the earth by pandemonium and pestilence Warrior on the edge of cosmos Cancerous mourning in the bottomless pit of the unrighteous congregation Plights of destruction Thermonuclear contortions Masochistic illusions We were doomed from the start A distorted astrological prediction Poisoned seeds of grotesque corpses The mouth of hell is fully opened Omnipotent vortex to rid the sick universe I’m drowning in suburbia My eyes are shut but I can still see I’m seething in suburbia The final dream of the timeless guiltless I’m drowning in suburbia Morbid vision of warped time I’m seething in suburbia Under the funereal due disintegration of shed skin The lizard, coming into human skin The lizard, an abomination no eyes should see Congregation of the stalkers Worship the shrine of the demons in funerary retribution and invocation The abominable martyrdom Burning strangulation in acidic battles for the untrodden divisions The nocturnal malefactor Eclipsed tanks crush shadow corpses under the sign of an apparition Nemesis in thy body Insoluble ripper materialised in an anathematic being of evil delight Aversion Detestation Torment in technology Joy in extinction Pseudo security I remember the night I left my body, decaying farce The second realm was mysteriously opened, the taste of gall Unwittingly I wandered in chaotic landscapes, baffling sights An incomprehensible mystifying darkness, this creation is mine No more fears, the end of ideas, emancipated through my ignorance I can see now, my body decomposed. My monument is my own delusion I still exist, in sempiternity. My entrails ripped in my benighted illusion I, the lizard, outside my own skin, my blood exists in the void of my voice I spread my lies, before I fall, so the delusion can become unlimited Supreme master of the hidden realm. Guides my journey, to repression Slowly I die, as I hear the sound, of the maladaptive symphony Behind the veil of reality The more I see, the less I know The more I know, the less I feel My eyes a burden to my dreams as in my dreams I cannot see Pestilent beings latched to my skin Suck the humours from my being Perplexing in shape and in their presence I watch them as I plan my escape Omnipotent Satan shows me the way I know that I will find my place The aimless wanderer in search of time Whose hopeless plights are in my veins One more hallucination before the end To observe the chaos within my realm As I await the final day I hope you will all be led astray In my doppelgänger, I see my future clearly I shalt become the master of this realm The more I see, the less I know The more I know, the less I feel My eyes a burden to my dreams as in my dreams I cannot see Pestilent beings latched to my skin Suck the humours from my being Perplexing in shape and in their presence I watch them as I plan my escape Omnipotent Satan shows me the way I know that I will find my place The aimless wanderer in search of time Whose hopeless plights are in my veins One more hallucination before the end To observe the chaos within my realm As I await the final day I hope you will all be led astray In this dark space, behind the burning tower, lies the great destroyer of the universe The lizard, coming into human skin The lizard, an abomination no eyes should see The lizard, coming into human skin The lizard, an abomination no eyes should see The lizard, coming into human skin The lizard, an abomination no eyes should see Abyssal clockwork of time In endless labyrinths, they hide Leave behind See through the façade in the blood and the aimlessness of the scripture Hatred towards all Misanthropic bile requires mockery of a monument in the black storm A shallow void My hands tremble due to the bewildering sound of the chorus of agony Reasons to hide Blessed are those who cease to be in the singing pile of flesh and die in the moonlight Weak, degenerative extraction Faith is the ugliness inside Inescapable entropy all around I drown in the decay of my empire The curse of bitterness A conspiracy drenched in kilter at war with the solitary ominous dance False nature of the mind Apocalyptic delusions create prophetic fodder for telepathic flooding Nihilistic revelations Odyssey for renegades in predictive patterns disguised as passionless suicides The return trip The return of those once long forgotten in decomposed repulsive piles of sickness I cracked a hole in the sky for you And now my delusion will be yours