The Universe Within

Waiting... Standing... Revealing me keys from my pastWith hands deadly cold and frequencies yet unbornI stare infinity, in a vast abyss I draw all hatredI seek the purity of thought in vails of sicknessI dream the lands of dark mater in a restless sleepI feed the beast with senses inconceivedWailing... Creating... Preventing emotional murderTo crash and merge misery and blissI stare infinity, in a vast abyss I draw all hatredI seek the purity of thought in vails of sicknessI dream the lands of dark mater in a restless sleepI feed the beast with senses inconceivedWatch them, they're trapped in the cage of their own fake corpsesBlessed not, condemned to relive their loathsome delusionsFlesh seems to dominate with monarchy, although it greets decay, it yearns to fade awayIn constant visions of burial, bring dust inside the cage, bring dust inside the cageI stare infinity, in a vast abyss I draw all hatredI seek the purity of thought in vails of sicknessI dream the lands of dark mater in a restless sleepI feed the beast with senses inconceivedWatch them, they're trapped in the cage of their own fake corpsesBlessed not, condemned to relive their loathsome delusionsFlesh seems to dominate with monarchy, although it greets decay, it yearns to fade awayIn constant visions of burial, bring dust inside the cage, bring dust inside the cage