A mental inner vortex
       As possessions through a wolf's eye
       Envisioning the eclipse
       No longer to be blinded by a sunrise

       In this final benediction
       Confronted by mirage of imminent mortality
       Time's set to end the suffering
       So follow, i will cherish the secrecies of hearts

       Chased by the black sheperds
       Behind curtains of night
       Been found as a tool in their seduction
       Fatal haze

       An escape into abomination
       Perished to phasma
       Asindrome of another aeon
       Soul-obsequial inhesion

       Resurged in torrents of abyssmal thoughts
       Lost in a helix, blackest might
       In stealth i do seek deliverance
       In phantasmagoria, vortex utopia