Blinded by my deep sleep
Time seems to have stopped
Lying in the wandering
I have touching the infinity
This immortal tyrant trip
Emptiness slowly invited
My look were lost like an eyelash
Detached from its bloodthirsty roots
Avised, i will be to have discovered
The sense of the path that opened
This immortal tyrant trip
Emptiness slowly invited
Come in the strange glow of the flames
Reflections of the meanders of your soul
Accuse the stars of your sufferings
Those who will guide your deliverance
Time dies, at every moment of life
Time dies, it flows in the distant
Time dies, in the depths of the heavens
Time dies, but it remains gracious
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024