Enter the Darkest Thoughts of the Chosen, Agonys Silent Paradise (Rehearsal) - Ophthalamia

I am the face and blood of knowledge

I am the pure heart of wisdom

I smell the night sing its sleeping ancient lullaby

and the non-existing star horizon burnt its candle

Find the dark in my eyes

I’m not and I’m all

I’m the end of the beginning

What do my eyes hide?

I hear the winter breathe and spread his message of cold

and the clouds change their eyes and forget the time

I feel the skin of the trees listen and walk away

and the moon dreams and I hear its eternal call

I taste the depths of the sea in my eyes and fly

and the lips of dust play its song forevermore

I sea the colours of the world disappear in the mist

and the bright tear of my smell fear the morning