My soul have dreamt of being cast upon the earthly world
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For I was living far beyond the reach of mortal men
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My dream have dreamt of knowledge of what I really am
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For I have never known what hides behind my shape
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Demons float above me, laughing in their paranormal sanity...
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I reach the door and wonder
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If one could ever lock what once was locked...
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Entered was the inner mind, faced were my own chimeras
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Deep above and high below, unconsciously awakened
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I sleep and see them feasting
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On the right I see the things that are wrong,
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And on the left I watch the right ones being banished
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Necrospiritual experience, projection of the inner world...
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It crawls inside the very essence, abandoned and hollow
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A journey in pure nothingness, those spectres are the only ones I behold...
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Deep within, they make their way into what I've came for
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The self-made deity of insanity rises and proclaims...
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"Wish I could travel beyond the senses
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To explore what hasn't been yet explored,
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And see what no one has ever seen..."
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Me, the nothing and me, the all
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Me, the one to fulfill the buried dreams...
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Me, the one to make them fall
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Me, the devourer and me, the fading dim...
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I am everlasting in my own universe of nothingness...
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Those Spectres Within (Eternal Is The Nothingness I've Emerged From)
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| Rossomahaar |
