Nameless Infinity - Grave Of The Universe lyrics
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Tracks
01. Dance Around The Singularity
Follow the blazing road of stardust
Lurking at the center
Axis of all orbits
All paths lead to the end
Eternal devourer
An appetite for a hundred thousand million suns
The dead coals of burnt-out stars
Red ghosts from the edge of the abyss
A bottomless void of nothing
The mass grave of the universe
Our time has come
The dance around the singularity
Stare into the black maw of defeat
Gaze at the churning ring of flame
Swirling vortex of demise
Constellations torn apart
Joining the procession around the pit
Await their inevitable execution
Ancient beacons shredded into atoms
Celestial gods crushed to insignificant dust
A dead infinity behind us
A dead cosmos before us
A vacuum filled with the corpses of giants
And there's always room for more
And there's always room for more
Nothing left but
The dance around the singularity
Nothing left but
The dance around the singularity
02. Polaris
Slumber, watcher, till the spheres
Six and twenty thousand years
Have revolv’d, and I return
To the spot where now I burn.
Other stars anon shall rise
To the axis of the skies;
Stars that soothe and stars that bless
With a sweet forgetfulness:
Only when my round is o’er
Shall the past disturb thy door.
The Pole Star...
Slumber, watcher, till the spheres
Six and twenty thousand years
Have revolv’d, and I return
To the spot where now I burn.
Other stars anon shall rise
To the axis of the skies;
Stars that soothe and stars that bless
With a sweet forgetfulness:
Only when my round is o’er
Shall the past disturb thy door.
The Pole Star,
Evil and monstrous,
Leers down from the black vault,
Winking hideously
Like an insane watching eye.
The Pole Star,
Evil and monstrous,
Leers down from the black vault,
Winking hideously
Like an insane watching eye.
03. Nyarlathotep
Nyarlathotep
Into the sightless vortex of the unimaginable...
Whirled blindly past ghastly midnights of rotting creation...
Charnel winds that brush the pallid stars and make them flicker low.
Half-seen columns of unsanctified temples
That rest on nameless rocks beneath space
And reach up to dizzy vacua above the spheres of light and darkness.
And through this revolting graveyard of the universe
The muffled, maddening beating of drums,
And thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes
From inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond Time;
The detestable pounding and piping
Whereunto dance slowly, awkwardly, and absurdly
The gigantic, tenebrous ultimate gods—
The blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles
Whose soul is Nyarlathotep.
Nyarlathotep!
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