Deceiver in a darkened disguise A familiar exterior unhallowed inside As the figure dissipates from the gateway Ignis fatuus Calling from the abyss Seek out my voice Do not be afraid Take my hand I will show you the way Revival of noumenon to this diadem Essentia, with vigor I quell Ascending the unascendable For the bonds on my spirit have disenthralled Life finds its way into the void until the veil is shut again Breaking down all that we know until the veil is shut again Where the darkness yields the plentiful I shall prevail and will emerge as legend The wretched possessor begins to show its true intentions This is not the salvation that I seek I long to be buried in the ground Sinking deeper down Yet I remain damned The dreaded mystic abyss The facade forever expands in this derelict dominion In perpetuum I dwell The harvest of innocence To be ingested The gaping mouth of judgement and creation absorbs The dreaded mystic abyss This is no longer the calm before the storm In sheer denial of the situation, not responding Pulse is quickened from the pain, I feel the blisters forming The conflagration rising, panic stricken, fire storming The malefactor makes its presence known, she lingers watching The veil has been shut again