Circle (Eye of Ascension) VII lyrics

Thrice the lid of my eye enshrouds Nucleus to a squall of clouds Through torrents of swirling black Outpour demoniac A vision imbued by inaudible chants Dimensional demons of air, grants Greeting deep ones misting the flesh Gives license to intermesh Grotesque desire I'll forge Within this storm Ritual circles The mind's tendrils Ritual circles The mind's tendrils Ritual circles The mind's tendrils Ritual circles The mind's tendrils Grotesque desire I'll forge Within this storm Their eclipse chants the craft so clear A vessel to traverse spheres