Ethereal - High On Fire

The skill and mind of magic

Holding the mystic doors

Like moths of ancient light

Follow ascend in flight

Fall through the ether lakes

Gliding through daemon halls

It’s black wings wrap around me

Fires glow red and white

A metamorphosis

Until the end of time

Cocooned and made to slumber

The beings that come from darkness

A resurrection passage

Awakes the armies under earth

I walk the open steps to answer

Abyssious voice leads me onward

A fate unknown by a future

A scepter raised of Hades elders