اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
"close your heathen eyes.... sleep
Observe the unlimited power of death, enlightening the mind
Walk across the ethereal wall of reason
Continue your psychic journey through the limbo
Be the chaos of creation"
Scared by mental manipulation, i decide take refuge
From sepulchral shadows
Sheathed in solitude, i start feeling weak
Taken over by deep sleep
Chaotic nightmares spread unconsciously
Sickly hallucinations transfigure me mentally
Timeless struggles are diffused in my altered brain
Reflexes of an insane temper control my deeds
Spectral forms touch my body, freezing my blood
And a strange voice falls on my ears
"be the slayer of human race"
Palace of transcendental perversions
Abyss of dead souls
Labyrinth of occult perceptions
Entombed paradise of emotions
Oh father of creation, grant me peace
Possess this decadent body
Set me free from the shackles of my eternal curse
Give me the honor of death
Insane perceptions...........hate
Dismal visions...........phantasmagoric premonitions
Spiritual condemnations................pain
"spread death
Be my creature of the night"
