supremacy of death
on this vast planes of desolation
formless horrors haunting
since aeons past, for aeons last
inumerable tombs
for the greatest evil here has its home
endless fields
the beauty lies within the abomination
choirs from beyond time
dreadful mantras echo through spheres unknown
trance of death
absorb the vibes of this black opera
dare to enter the spiral down to utters darkness’ surreality
the swirl that leads towards black vacuumish emptiness
embrace the night
adore deaths monuments
on this lunar tombfields
death was never that glorious |
