Venenum Trance Of Death 1. Entrance 2. Merging Nebular Drapes Hold a vigil in seclusion - watcher of the skies Clouds of glowing debris - remnants of demise Towering grant spires rise from raging fires - violent stellar merger Masked by radiation a grotesque shrouded nexus gives clandestine rebirth Abstract shapes in the hollow - coalesce and form anew Where death brings birth brings death - shiver and bliss Primordial clusters lurk at the edge of time Dreaming awake - a sight sublime Perpetual transformation - the weaving of the web Constant creation and dissolution of all The great and the vast, the future, the past Witnessed, forseen and understood at last Recollections as infants of the nebulae Forevermore we’re going into the stream of the stars 3. The Nature of the Ground Grasp the unheard-of, who understands this lesson - I wish him well Only he that rids himself forever of desires might touch the secret essence One cannot see the seer of seeing One cannot hear the hearer of hearing I must let my kingdom go, make room and let my self die Forgive my lower knowledge, my nescience to the unitive truth I cannot see the seer of seeing I cannot hear the hearer of hearing I cannot understand the understander of understanding Without dimension, without space, without time, without inside, without outside Without tangible notion - through a void without proportion Sorrow-stricken flying through abiding night Sundered from existence - hollow and without consistence Sink eternally from nothingness to nothingness 4. Cold Threat As the sun loses the ground Night's caught up, all light's been dimmed on A strange presence, cloaked by night Far in the distance, he keeps you in sight You think you know, you can see whats ahead That there's no danger, that it's all in your head But soon, very soon you'll realize In the darkness, he's more than meets the eye Cold Threat! Cold Threat! In dread of night your blood runs freezing cold Enfiring prey of a shadow, aeons old A sense of menace, pale with fright Nocturnal terror, intruding your mind Your mind, what a dangerous place Oh, I've been through your pathetic little maze I know your fears, feed off your pawn Your thoughts once clear, now driven insane Cold Threat! Cold Threat Everything you see I see Everything you touch I feel All those little things you do Trust me, I know them too I took the yellow out of your sun I stole the blue from the sky So the day could give birth to the black that is the night 5. Trance of Death, Part I - Reflections I've been drifting by like a cloud high up in the sky Floating, but I never learned to fly The crack in the cage that I couldn't see I've been driving for my sunken soul all life Drowning in a pool filled with my fears Now in the corner of the distorted screen There's n sense of whats real of from a dream A strange shade keeps fading in I lock down on me from within All those mountains, I've never azcarate one Working wonders, nothing that I have done The sound of doom that I couldn't hear Burned by the light that life reflecting on me I look back on what I was supposed to see Echoes of the past bursting through my mind A state of anxiety, I thought I had left behind I'm wandering off this stirring void Breaking out of this shell that's long been spoiled Lift me up, take me away Release me of pain and agony, I shall not see another day Out - Out are the lights Sealed- Sealed are the holes inside my mind 6. Trance of Death, Part II - Metanola Journey 7. Trance of Death, Part III - There Are Other Worlds… I have become close to nothing Left my mundane vessel Stepped out of time and space The cycle seems to end I begin to understand What splendour lies beyond - infinite - immament In a moment of clarity The inner walls collapse Facing singularity Hints of the vast unknown All order overthrown No trace of law Boundless abyssic womb Veil after Veil - I head towards the clashing rocks The lower waters hold me not Death after Death - The stream gets stronger endlessly Upon a timeless plane envision - I am free There are other worlds - the horizon is found in our souls ground Round a centre all things turn - in biddenness unfurled Lo and behold - the curtain as it falls There are other worlds....