In the eyes of death I journey,

a vortex of supreme black gales

where swift light of deep blue Kaos

focus in the invincible blackness.

My evil soul grows in strength...



The shell of flesh is left behind

in torrents of fire that survived all time

in an obscure stardust's circle

where I unite with my burning self.

I am one with my dark half...



The universe surrounds me, black and cold,

the supremity that is immortal forever

in a floating afterlife's ocean

when through astral forces I enter death.



"Darkness of death, take my soul...

Beauty of death, take my cold flesh...

Take me far away from the living,

tear apart all dimensions of earth.

Where darkness is eternal and no life dwells

I shall become enthroned by the other side."



In the spectrum of the deceased

I pass through the vortex gate

unto dark horizons in night's colours

and I dissolve into glass,

into shards of soul-crystals

cutting through flesh like daggers.

I scream in purest anguish

ehen my spectre is unleashed!



Eyes, grim and shadowblack

carry me forth on their gaze

into the center of the sun

into the glare of the moon...

Beams of light form a new being,

a shape of whirling materia.



My evil soul, my tyrannous spectre

becomes unchained - A demon is born.



Death was the beginning, not the end,

when the universe made me supreme

to haunt the living...