From the depths of the dark side Crawling to the mirk Lost in waters of bronze Coming from the bowels of earth Draining memories in fusion Vision, unbearable Enter, in swamps of unborn Cursed is this name Which I spell By trembling of fear in darkness Seizing me again Fascinated, staring, my soul is lost Hypnotic, fervent rhythm Drebched in a primitive trance Tearing the sense of my consciousness This barbaric pulsation Choke my pulpit Mesmerized as you behold that god from above Tempered of a salty and noseous sweat Nerves paralysed by this anxious dream Prostrate Into a demential sea And the silence comes Powerless, abandoned Left nude In front of him In the center of this circle of another age I feel now the unspeakable Swash, Yhss Swash yhss, has khaee Pow your hal Pow your hal yhss ath owgn
yhss, swash, pow, hal, noseous