Entrapped between matter and chaos
Where the future and past are as one
In my dreams I have seen a reflection
Of the unworld that is to become
I sought knowledge inside this arcanum
And perhaps I have travelled too far
For a vision so bitter and horrid
Now forever my soul enscars

Relieved from the shell of unessence
I awoke in a barren scape
Engulfed by the desperate struggle
Of a world becoming a grave
I wandered up a dreaded hill
What I saw there my heart afroze
A weeping tree as black as ash
Where humongous stormclouds rose

I stared at the sorrowful creature
Feeling what it had seen and known
Now at the end of all creation
Tears of blood from its branches flow
A figure in gloom then appeared to me
Underneath him the ones that I loved
And with inhumane voice he declared to me
That my life was paid through their blood

Then I faced the gaping infinity
As a choir of agonal cries
Overwhelmed me with purest cacophony
And my soul locked in flesh again was
Now I stride towards ashen horizons
As I breathe the undoing of life
Unfolding my destination
In a world where no hope lies