White flowers of mould Decorate your skin (Deterioration of soul I hear you sing) My broken arteries Flooded with your sleep Lead me through asphyxia Into the white fields of amanita Through sweet sleep of narcosis Into the closed rooms of paranoia Lights of the other worlds Shine through your open mouth Embrace of the all-absorbing, The Destroying angel The door of future is closing Frail reality failing I hear you sing The song of future failing And I fall through the black hole of your eyes Down into the deepest Theta space And burn through the spheres of a million suns Down into the plateau of my mind Where the shadows are whispering In the dimmest Theta space Where the spell of your destroying touch Was crafted with higher mathematics Where the universe is choking Down on your unhealing hands Destroying Angel Devour my thoughts Asphyxia Amanita Narcosis Paranoia