Astriferous - The Lower Levels Of Sentience lyrics
Tracks 01. Ghost Universe
02. Exercises In Tantric Sorcery 03. A Myriad Of Grotesquerie 04. Necrohallucination 01. Ghost Universe
Hollow emptiness
In endless expansion All matter ceased to exist In this sterile ghost universe Black holes from eons past In the form of radiation With immortal transcendence Remnants of the last universe When what is left has been consumed By the last devouring vortex Time and space will be no more As nothing will perceive them Absence of the cosmos, total vacuity Echoes of the origin A sight into the future Obscurity will permeate all The empty space that remains The deeds of humanity Our ephemeral lucidity Are nothing but unpurposed Utterly insignificant Galaxies absorbed Celestial bodies crushed Consumed by the void Our impending demise Ancient transmissions From a lost universe Ominous signals This life is absurd 02. Exercises In Tantric Sorcery
Source of force
Well of fire Carnal communion Flesh adoration The practice of lust Reveling in genesic ecstasy A ritual prayer in moans Invocation of the All-Begetter Carnal hierophany Sacred communication Illumination through stimulation The sleep of Siloam Enthralled in the Sabbath of the goat Succumb mind and body To the point of fatigue The touch of divinity Through sexual energy 03. A Myriad Of Grotesquerie
Innumerable atrocities
Erected as foul monuments To the cult of derangement Mankind bonding through violence and gore Come gather, celebrate our distinctive trait Unity through cruelty Show no remorse for lives that ended The human plague will thrive on hatred This vibrant impulse to defile Pulsating from my entrails Wanders through every conscience of this wicked species Thanatos Evocation Malignant glorification We are vessels of suffering Applied on ourselves Projected onto others 04. Necrohallucination
Condemned to dreamless slumber
My limbs feel numb Conscious yet motionless A prisoner in my own flesh My thoughts wander aimlessly And slowly deteriorate An urge to scream but I have no voice In isolation without a choice I only long for my own demise In pain, breathing and buried alive The end of my body but not of my mind |