Behind The Curtains Of Night-Phantasmagoria
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A mental inner vortex,
as possessions through a wolf's eye.
Envisioning the eclipse,
no longer to be blinded by a sunrise.
In this final benediction,
confronted by mirage of imminent mortality.
Time's set to end the suffering, so follow.
I will cherish the secrecies of hearts!
Chased by the black shepherds,
behind curtains of night.
Been found as a tool in their seduction,
fatal haze.
An escape into abomination.
Perished to phasma,
a syndrome of another aeon.
Soul-obsequial inhesion!
Resurged in torrents,
of abysmal thoughts.
Lost in a helix, blackest might!
In stealth I do seek deliverance.
In phantasmagoria, vortex utopia.
as possessions through a wolf's eye.
Envisioning the eclipse,
no longer to be blinded by a sunrise.
In this final benediction,
confronted by mirage of imminent mortality.
Time's set to end the suffering, so follow.
I will cherish the secrecies of hearts!
Chased by the black shepherds,
behind curtains of night.
Been found as a tool in their seduction,
fatal haze.
An escape into abomination.
Perished to phasma,
a syndrome of another aeon.
Soul-obsequial inhesion!
Resurged in torrents,
of abysmal thoughts.
Lost in a helix, blackest might!
In stealth I do seek deliverance.
In phantasmagoria, vortex utopia.