Gallows Omen - Demon Head

A gallow’s omen

I see the shadow worlds

An absent form of presence

There is a kind of a cold war

Gift of vision, evil eye

Prophecy!

Paranoia, psychosis

A sixth sense for the unfolding future

Fifth columns in our midst

Hidden sides and invisible dimension

Behold: the shining path

Dead persons that never lived

With jaws agape, the blood spills

Traverse the margins

Disorder is infinite

Gift of vision, evil eye

Prophecy!

Paranoia, psychosis

It is uncanny

Paranoia, psychosis

The dissonant cries of Leviathan and Minotaur:

«You trespass here!»

Cadaverous people, bleak

Draught, famine, and pestilence

See know ye the power of myth