A tower echoes of empyrean might The ground is shaken by ravenous thunder Nebulas come crashing and blazing The remnants of this ghastly shrine Havoc cries amid the Levin cracked sky What once bloomed is now flayed to obsidian I cannot wait for these bells to chime For the morrow will never rise Listen to the knell A Moebian fantasy That leaves a wistful smile Ride the wave Of time and space aligned In Chaos intertwined Heedless night A terrifying scream Are you but a dream I am aghast Tethered by alchemy Rippling madness this wintery solstice Has spoiled this fantasy Like a ship made of mist On a quicksilver ocean I drift towards thine chant of woe O Carillon With zeal and bliss Travelling far and wide Through the mind of the Octrain Dimension I strive Forlorn This sight is an omen of doom Forlorn This sea is a heartbreaking tomb Cursed be the spawn who rings the Carillon And finds solace in oblivion Back from the Heavens the Dreamer awakens ready to be born again Wicked Tartarean the Gods have all fallen under the dictum of men From the depths of space I arise You will forever hear my cry I was forged by Stardust Moulded by the cosmic clouds I am the Crux Of the Universe Carillon Your shrilling ring has carried To Apostasy Delirium Invoking the thunder My heart torn asunder Blow me away