Lands Of Past Call Of The Depths
She’s so lost, see how she falls in her carnal cage
The ground beneath her cold skin just call the wings of
silence
Scream, weep, fear the voices within, the voices calling
the essence of her own
Become the void, and follow me
follow as an asphodel that beg the dawn fade alone
Fade and cry, fade and die
she is far, she seems so cold in her carnal cage an eerie
silence... as a grave… as a grave
and voices… and voices as a torn veil
Sink in yourself, bring these mortal depths that scream