Testo di The Thresholds Of Sensation

[Music: Eternal Dirge] [Lyrics: Eternal Dirge] I am the gate, the key and the way Deliver fulfilment through passionate pain Such wonderous sights you will admire Appreciate my desciplined desire I'll reap your sorrow slowly Inherit all experience Perception and its conquest Recieve acqaintance absolute In pleasures of the flesh In essence of the most damned order Of black configuration Dark miracles that lie beyond The thresholds of sensation My liquid shadow seeping through Penetrating every pore Evasion of the blackest truth To create the purest form Let me free you from your carnal cage To restructure your imperfect shape Your lack of order does demand The complex labour of my hands I shall fill your curios mind Through your empty and joyless eyes I'll force your instincts open wide To feel indulgence deep inside You to me are everything O splendour of demise Transcendence of the dark design So simple but precise Infinite is my holy art