Atrium Carceri - Torn citadel of the autarch
Album: Kapnobatai
Burrowing into the grid
Ripening screams dictate the populace
Fixed to empowering perfection
Emulating a savoury royal treat
Merging fate
Dead vessel
Whispering the faint wisp
A noxious disposition
Fruitfully shining the way
The silky waters, teeming with desire
Latching, altering the tender root
Static before time itself
Treasured greatly amongst the high order
Purged features
Fulfilled engagement
Severing oneself in-between the horizon
Bursting into fragrant flames
Loneliness lies displayed in the open
The aurora of emotion; so appealing
Concept of the universal mind
DISORIENTING CURTAIN OF ILLUSION
Proceed to the lavish chamber
Indulge in corroded souls
Wildly wailing in objection
Seeping belly-up into malignant rot
Consumed by the all-embracing rotten core
Paving the way to nowhere
Voids that overwhelm my mind and vision
Am I forced to pluck a petal blindly?
Whirl into the uplifting words
Swirling into the deep
Smile true to the beauty
Temptation is burning blue
Dripping its way
Nourishing the frightened seed
SLIP THROUGH TO SOVEREIGNTY
Revulsion oozes deep into my senses
The vile undergrowth swells persistently
Fluttering with deviation
Erratic sense
A last taste of the seething rot?
Neither stance able to hold such willingness
Destroyed condition
Already the mist begins to fill the existing voids
Still seen, yet unclear; saturating to black
NEW DEPTH
