Same Same shapes, same lies That struck in, with pain It"ll never change The way to Silent oblivion Of the self Yet Another day is to come Yet Another plan is to come When you stand at the gates Of your own dreams Which take you to the land with no dawn Can't you fell this abyss's appealing Can't you breath the scent of black lotus From the depths of ophidian temple Where you soul stand free In insidious darkness Behold here is a land of despair No time past, horizons lost, nothing dwells But scorched earth, but silence... It crawls to you In fever & plague It pounds in your chest It penetrates you Liturgies of an extinct world To the blessed Chants of knowledge Mask of fear Haunting Chimerus The gleam in the eye of Seth Yet Another way is to come Yet, Another being is to come When you stand at the gates Of your own dreams Which take you to the land with no Dawn Can't you feel this abyss's appealing Can't you feel that the key is near Wit the promise of an eternity With opened eyes As the spirit leaves the body Enter the Stygian darkness void.