In Sarcophagus Sleep Embraced By Night So Mystic Deep

Through My Minds I See From The Grace Of Clairvoyancy

Into The Secret Garden Of Disharmonia

Black Antique Chambers Of Morbid Euphoria



As A Precursor Of Death My Ghoul Proceed

In Black Cosmic Material And Sepulchral Symphonies

I Cross Dimensions Unseen To Ride On The Axis Of Dreams