The Firstborn - The Roaring Voice Of The God Of Death Тексты

The Roaring Voice of the God of Death

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…