When Death Unchains The Spectre

In the eyes of death I journey,a vortex of supreme black galeswhere swift light of deep blue Kaosfocus in the invincible blackness.My evil soul grows in strength...The shell of flesh is left behindin torrents of fire that survived all timein an obscure stardust's circlewhere I unite with my burning self.I am one with my dark half...The universe surrounds me, black and cold,the supremity that is immortal foreverin a floating afterlife's oceanwhen through astral forces I enter death."Darkness of death, take my soul...Beauty of death, take my cold flesh...Take me far away from the living,tear apart all dimensions of earth.Where darkness is eternal and no life dwellsI shall become enthroned by the other side."In the spectrum of the deceasedI pass through the vortex gateunto dark horizons in night's coloursand I dissolve into glass,into shards of soul-crystalscutting through flesh like daggers.I scream in purest anguishehen my spectre is unleashed!Eyes, grim and shadowblackcarry me forth on their gazeinto the center of the suninto the glare of the moon...Beams of light form a new being,a shape of whirling materia.My evil soul, my tyrannous spectrebecomes unchained - A demon is born.Death was the beginning, not the end,when the universe made me supremeto haunt the living...