An insane moon casts its Gaze upon a strange sea I travel with the stars; I'm not alone Led by dark winds, awakened after eons Fucked by pestilence, my wings are forever I reach the horizon Reabsorbed into corridors Staring into the eye of madness A tortured blink aggravates my brainstem Dreams of perversion, lost in the Corrdors of blasphemy Seeping from the column cracks, Creatures from beyond Arriving at a twisted cross Baphomet Vomiting In Ecstasy Anointed with bile, The tortured scream in delight Writhing in terror, a crucified Dove spills its entrails Falling to the earth in a wet caress On the backs of serpents I am become death, purveyor of unholy sins The door seals shut, forever locked In eternal slumber I am the rotten surface, the decaying flesh Lost in the halls, obscured by absurdity Death is a warm embrace