Amidst the Bowels of Earth

Let me be called the conqueror of no tomorrows
Through the cosmic graves I shall reclaim the throne
The locks to the doors of salvation rusts forever
As I melt the keys of hope and craft the daggers
The power to stop this genocide is in my hands
What I could have done…
But the will is string as the vision gets so clear
Watch CHILE burn in pieces disappear
I reflect inside the downwards spiral
A descent into the thousand shapes of Vril
Ethereal and black the source of domination
At the final stage of space and time
As I lead this blazing mass
The one light I need
Is the one of collapsing stars
As the monads we’ve built from the scars
As the silver-mirrors pass by
On this myriad of disgrace horizons
Amidst the bowels of Earth
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As the portals are calling us back
As humanity loses its path
On this myriad of disgrace horizons
Amidst the bowels of Earth