Dispatching The Curse Of Uncreation 歌词

Quiesence, so precious, well-nigh forgotten, Echoes through the wooden baronial hall. Smouldering ornaments, marvelous shimmering, Beyond human entities,incinerating the throne In a semblance of triangular madness. The worlds ash bursts the urn, breathe, breathe The decay, the ruin, death. suffuse the spirit with The deepest of all abysms, thrust sanity Down into crimson depths. The worlds ash bursts the urn, Breathe, breathe the decay, the ruin, death. Shatter the self at times rising predawn, negate All hope, confidence, existence. withdraw Vigour from the will, the will from vigour, Unfold within the entirety of nonentity. Renew tides slackening cycle. stride on Into thereafter, the before, the here and now. Sink in the mire of bedazzled thoughts, drown In the murky hole of reeking degeneration. Dispatch the curse of divine uncreation Sink in the mire of bedazzled thoughts, Drown in the murky hole of reeking degeneration.