The Chasm
The Scars of a Lost Reflective Shadow



1. Return of the End (The Ancient Spirit that Makes me Aware)


2. A Keen but Empty Sight

Many Times, I've seen this Dream, But in my Sight it Paints empty and Devoid
but what I feel? or what do I gain? all I see is the wrecking
from the Crushing waves of Darkness...

But Embrace this fate, Grey Despair, Ride on Storms
Towards Time's Destruction!

Burn the light about the existence
The mind falters when it feels the truth!

Madness and Deceit, Creeping on this Realm...
And I put forth, my bloodied arms
With all the weight they carry, from all the years I've lived
But Rise and strike to fulfill the space and Time
Darkness and disease, for all the world to feel...

Accept this fate, A warning Flare
And kiss the Tombs For Time's Reconstruction!

Many Times, I've felt the Dream, But in my Sight the illusion is Destroyed...

The wisdom of fate, it’s just a vision from the end
Forlorn, the acts of Mercy...Bereavement, Feel the loss of the way
The wisdom of fate, it’s just a vision from the end
Repentance, does not exist, In this empty and devoid sight...


3. Spectre of the Arcane Cognition

I Open the wounds of my soul, to The cold voice taking control,
it speaks to me once again, and with all it's power says:
"Come forth, my beloved son! Hear this sweet, comforting roar”
and as it calls me back from where I been born
“From these shadows to the stars we'll go again!"
And I Behold, at the strength of death's embrace
But I will make thee a winged messenger,
And bring thee news from my fiery land
A place of desire for the wrath and Pain!
Post Mortal strength, with the Burning of the Doomed False Gates
final knowledge, watching me cry in peace,
and the callous spectre, feeling through my gaze in grief,
And now the pure light strays, to the end of time, the world in sway
And For as much as I have loved death
and for the infraworld my word possess...

Between the Dark, and this endless fall,
My mind is free, This is My reality
And the subtle waves of rancid acrid rain
Of flameless human fire, the greatest dreamland pyre!

"You cannot stand against the power of the void,
Nor against the laws of the Space and time"

A Dimension so close, to the gravefields site
of cosmic thrills, which I came to see!
Of Fevered Dreams, of twilight pain
Of frantic size, from the three archetypes!

Blaze, demise, rebirth, appear in different forms!
Retribution, ravage, pandemonium
the Neverending Race!

We will reach the pinnacle of our mind,
and our world will return to itself
in an endless storm of cognition....


4. An Occult Gift Responds

Wraith from the end, Comes once again
The great disease, The Colossal Times
It told me how, the iron goes
in the making of this arcane steel

With black eyes shut with rage,
To look deep, in deep space
I bring this occult gift,
To gain the control I need

The Universe in chaotic form,
Black holes dawn with melting cores

Vortex of Stars and dust, to tear us all apart!

With Heavy Winds, With force so unreal
I take the path to nocturnal lands

Feel this colossal times,
Reborn to bring desolation...

Mystery from ritualistic sights
Bright screams will form the ruin’s Door
Rising, after the dormancy

The Universe in chaotic form,
Black holes dawn with melting cores

And as the hopes fly away
I look deep, in deep trance
I execute this occult gift
To bring the existential ring

With Heavy Winds, With force so unreal
I take the path to nocturnal lands


5. The Constellations Stagger


6. A Chronicle from the Parallel World

So is the time to ascend, Through the fog so dense
Triangular atmosphere, Once again appears
I run the stairs from the depths Into the eye of a storm
A white light burns in my mind, for Into the night I'll ride...
Let me see, Let me meet,
in another Land, When is the time to die.

An eternity...But as time flies, The hopeless despair
the weight of my fate, they vanish in sands
Breaking the Mold, There's no shining hope
Awake the deceased!

There is no other life, Haven't you felt enough pain?
I've tried to remind you well, We're all this headless prey...

Let me be, in another land

So lay the end upon yourselves, Eclipse the Sun,
Drown the sorrow or Fill the wounds
For the funeral symbols, Awaken the beast

Let The raven be cursed, like the fate of all men!
Reveal

A convulsive haze, inverting the limbo of the earth
Reducing the planes to dread, universal mantle of disgrace

This plague full swift goes by, Physical energy must fade
All things to end are made, Farewell to this Landscape!

A convulsive haze, inverting the limbo of the earth
reducing the planes to dread, universal mantle of disgrace


7. The Paths that Led to the Abysm


8. The Nightfall Ills with Deathly Symbols

Sinful paths to desolation,
The mastery of this procreation
Revel with all misery
To rip their hearts in agony
I see the strength of my world
Those I hold sacred, they should live,
The gate of the flesh now is closed
Apocalypse is coming, we will feel

Now Northern winds have come
The bitter cold grab their souls
Forever lurking in this place
The Nightfall Deathly Symbols ills!

Ceremonies at their burial grounds
Oh in what wretched times we all live
From grave to grave, the prayers fail
The full blossom of this odious death

Standing by the cemetary gate
Wide awake and fully desolate
And Open are the doors of the horizon
Unlocked its bolts to bring their final breath

I see the strength of this fog
No mercy for those with no will
The traits of these pestilence unleashed
and to the pits we'll all reveal in pain

Oh in what wretched times we all live
Apocalypse is coming, we will feel...


9. The Funeral Cortege:Sepulchre:/Final Flight of the Hateful Raven/Portal to the Isolated Domain

He is not from the Earth
He Belongs to the Sky
He Spread his Wings
Longing for the astral realm...

A dimension almost no one can see

A return from Mictlan,
The paranormal abysm
He’s the Chill in the air
This will be his last Mission

So Rise, with passion and Rage
And feel the death of the Ancient Dreams

Leave this plane and watch as the world burns...

Desolation of the earth
without hope, without goals

Surround your fevered restrain
and fly to the blackest abyss

So Rise, with passion and Rage
And feel the death of the Ancient Dreams

Truth has been long lost...
Death Remains in glorious ways

He will not return, forevermore...



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