Into the Depth of Misery

I see the souls of my Gods
Their minds are lifeless
In darkness I must find
As I’ll be crowned as thy Lord

In the embrace of the dead
In mists and blackened skies
I became the one
Beyond all mortal purities

I bring the torment of the living
Corpses screaming. “I, obsession”
The gates of the rotting dead
Open and shall remain

Dimensions of divine death
In blood the birth will drown
Predicted for the moaning souls
Carrying their remains in tears

Dismal dreams of the lives forgotten
In this vision of my slumber
They lay silent in charms
These bleeding eyes of sorrow

Consuming these bodies to the depth
Their awakening souls will dwell
Arising the sinister dawn
Awake the eternal

I see the souls of Gods
I see within the souls of my Gods