The Wilt 歌词

Sunken in solitude Waves lap at my tired consciousness The deepest level of existence Drains into nothingness I will find my everlasting solace In the fields of dying flowers In bloom with disgusting decay They are sown from the seeds of my flesh Soaring through endless streams And washing ashore at my own perishing Oh, how beautiful it is To bask in the light of a dying sun Reflected in the eyes of aeons past And mirrored in the future The extinguishing of an eternity At long last we shall see the darkness Of which we have dreamt forever As this mortal plane drowns I descend further and surpass These borders of reality And break free into death